My phone had been ringing almost constantly but I ignored it for the time being. I had so many more important things to do.Andy met me on my way out, ...��You need to come handle this, it’s above my pay grade.”Four men were on their knees with their hands tied behind their backs and they were definitely out of place here.“They were trapped in one of the center cars, glued to the floor,” Andy replied. Then he added as he handed me their IDs, “Two are Russian officers and two are Iranian Quads Unit. I immediately called my best friend and asked him if I he had anything to do and wanted to go out or stay at his house and watch a movie. He said I could go to his house and play some videogames. (He lives alone by the way) So I took a bath , jerked off a bit wear my clothes and got out of my house to go to my friend. While walking to his house I was looking up the messages I got in here . most responds were from guys far from the city I live. I arrived at my friend's house , took some beers. When Alilia gently slid in among them an hour later, and soundly kissed him with a technique as advanced as her dancing, and murmured; “I thank you for the life of my son.” he saw no reason to send Dalia away. Nor did he see any reason to send either of them away when Nemia joined them, and thanked him for the life of her daughter. And when Nemia’s hour had passed, still none of them were ready for their activities to end, and so they continued for another two hours after that. At that time,. “Ready?” he asked Joe.“Got a single?”“Of course.” Joe pulled out the soft cardboard box and extracted a picture sleeve.“Pen?”Joe had the marker Eddie would use and handed it to him. Silver contrasting the mostly black sleeve. Eddie signed it for her. Joe noticed a familiar number. Joanne’s. They kissed. A peck. Eddie watched her leave. Joe did too. She had a nice tight little ass bound by shorts. Slim legs.“She’s from fucking Edina,” Eddie sighed, gathering his stuff. “With her girlfriends..