He had paid a handsome fee to Google for it. It had the added ability of getting better pictures than they were releasing to the general public.He had...tried numerous times to get that link after the disaster, and had even tested it from this very bunker prior to the disaster, and it had worked. But for some reason, after the disaster --until now, that is-- he had been unable to get a connection. Now, all of a sudden, he was able to make the connection.He had been checking the controls as he. He paid them little mind as he continued his self-critique, this dress was not as revealing as the other, and it was cuter, but not as sexy, the combination of red with black lace always did something to him.Best of all there was still one more dress to try on; it had spaghetti straps that crisscrossed in the low cut back, and a cowl neck. That dress was red and just a little bit of a black shimmer in the fabric. The skirt of the dress was ankle length and A-line. He had a suspicion that it was. We got back to the hotel, and while she got ready I went to the lounge. I met up with the bulls, who came through on their promise. 3 other titans, same over-gymed massive, 1 black, 1 white, and 1 was persian looking.I went over the ground rules of no cruelty, condoms a must and no photos, and was agreed. Plan was to bump into us again after dinner and that was great.My wife did recall meeting the two bulls just before she slipped into her drugged slut induced state, so it would be a natural. It seems his leg was responding to the treatment and the pins that had been inserted were doing the job that they were intended to do. He was fit and healthy and his recovery was proceeding a little faster than average. There was no infection and it was considered with some physiotherapy he could return home, attending hospital each day for the physio.I was more than a little disappointed, as at times you formed a friendship with a patient and whilst you were glad their recovery was proceeding.