I am making a leap of faith here, padre. I am believing that God, or an angel, or whatever you believe in that dispenses powers, wanted the memory of ...vents preserved, and that is what the book has become. A memory. And if some such being wanted that, the book must still exist.’ ‘For you that must be quite a leap of faith, indeed.’ ‘I’d never believe it if I didn’t own a candle as old as this building. Things have been preserved that cannot have survived on their own. So the book must still. She tossed it aside (the maid she had come in every morning would look after it- although if the current monetary situation was not addressed soon she might have to cut down drastically on the maid’s hours) and then picked out a ocean blue sweater dress but decided that was too casual for meeting with someone of Alex Hammond’s calibre. She briefly debated a black, pinstripped suit which would have been perfect if they weren’t having lunch in the latest L.A ‘it restuarant’, ‘The Park.’ Anyone. This is the way dogs can protect the mounted cunt from getting entered or approached by another beast. On her knees Carlas ass was ripe for Marlas wet dildo. The rubber tool was already wet with pussy juice and slid easily into Carlas ass hole. She felt the probe push against the swollen dog knot and it pressured her g-spot in a most exquisite manner. Shaking her head from side to side Carla reeled with pleasure from both sides. Hot dog flesh in her pussy had a body temperature a degree hotter. Er... Tim, right? Yeah... You probably could use it more than these guys do." What?" I repeated."The Eta's special workout, that's what. Starting next week, yours truly and a bunch of my frat brothers are starting the annual Gamma Alpha Eta muscle building program in our weight room." You guys have a weight room?" my cover-self asked with enthusiasm. "Shit, I looked all over campus the day I got here for one. Does it cost anything to use it?" Sorry, bud. We're not a fitness club that you can.