She smiled as she slowly slid one finger knuckle deep into her glistening snatch. A second finger soon joined the first.“How much longer do you thin... you can keep this up,” she asked as she moaned with pleasure.“As long as need be,” I replied. “My longest time edging was a little over eight hours.”“Mmm, I don't think I'm going to make you wait too long,” she purred.She was vigorously fingering her pussy, her hand nearly a blur in the moonlight. I was steadily stroking my aching cock, precum. “The NHGA is 800 miles away from the Kane and on the day it was bombed you happened to be there, too. That’s not coincidence, whether the note existed or not. Now look. I’ve pulled every file on you two from your birth certificates up through your professional credentials. I know how many times you’ve traveled outside the country, not just this year, but in your lives. Miss Zayne, I know you are divorced from a wealthy man who owns a computer company. I know your grandfather is here in Mainz. The guy was trying to get his count straight in his head and Shelly kept interrupting him and shaking her tits in his face. The k** looked pretty flustered and ended up just giving Shelly the rocks. Shelly and I started to hurry off when she suddenly turned around and started yelling at the guy. “What the fuck is this?” “You didn’t give me all my shit.” I had never heard Shelly curse like that and I was confused as to way she was making a scene over stolen crack. I tried to grab Shelly by the. I left my mini-gun and extra ammo for it and had him leave the rocket launcher and ammo in a securely locked room, one that I used my RobCo passwords to securely lock.We spent the night inside, all of our gear ready to go, heading out just before first light. Our path north led us just west of ArcJet Systems, then up by Walden Pond. I wondered what Henry David Thoreau would think of his place now.By cutting cross country, the only things we encountered were some animals. Some bugs, a couple of.