The video cameras had several stills that were good enough to use from just before they blew up. It was not much but it was a start.The NSA and CIA me... were working on the embassy problem in Namibia. To top it off, they were still in the dark almost 24 hours later. But, they did agree that something was happening and now it was 48 hours or less.I did connect to the embassy cameras and flipped through some of the cameras. I watched some of the preparations Andy was doing. I flipped to the. The only admonishment she gets is the slow sc**** of fingernails over skin, and then a soft bite to the back of her shoulder blade.Penny crawls away and turns around and Missy is Missy again, one hand between her own legs, dildo and harness and bullet vibe all discarded. Penny gives her a sideways shove and goes onto her belly between Missy's legs, grateful for all the space on the bed. Missy is slick and wet and open and Penny pushes one, two, three fingers into her."Do it, hon, come on.". Ian got dressed.“Will you tell her?” he asked“I don’t know, maybe I’ll not tell her, maybe I’ll tell her what really happened. Who knows?”Then I had a thought. I went to the cupboard and brought out an indelible Marker and handed it to Ian“You had better sign your handiwork.” I told him.He took the pen and wrote THANKS FOR THE RIDE YOU dirty slut XXX at the top of her thigh“It was a good fuck though” I said.“Yes” they agreed, “very good but I’d like to have fucked her when she was I bit more. Nelda was an excellent companion. We talked about a variety of things. She told me all about her husband and her three kids. They had all died at one time or another, leaving just her. She was a tough old bird; she didn't give up, and just kept going.We made the trip without a stop, with all the passengers using the potty. An ambulance met us at the ops building. I told them both to let me hear from them. I told them I would fly them back; just call.The airport was first class. Instead of.