"Mike, listen, I need you to delete those pictures. What do you want me to do?" That's a very good question, Claire. How about you start by not being ...uch a brat all the time?" Fine, I'll work on my attitude, I know I can be kind of a bitch sometimes." She pouted."Yeah, you can be a bitch sometimes and you're also kind of a slut judging by these pictures!" I said."You're right, if you promise to delete the pictures I'll promise to be less of a slut." Now, hang on a second. I only pointed out. Well that was what I had told her. It was a lie.Why? Well about six months ago I learned that my wife of forty two years is seeing another man. This had shocked me, for two main reasons, one, I thought we 'ad something special, I really did. The other, well I sort of told her many years ago that er, well if I ever caught her shagging around on me, well er, plain and simple, I would kill him, no doubt resulting with me getting an 'oliday at 'er majesties expense. Thing is, I meant it an' she. "She has nothing worth stealing lets at least play for a bit". That was the last thing she heard, she felt a hand on her dress at the top and heard the zip being pulled down to expose her lacy bra, she felt a hand cup one of her tits and then lips began to suck at one her nipples, she heard a zip being pulled down and then a hard cock was pushed into her mouth, he held her hair and began to fuck her mouth quite roughly, jo was struggling to get her breath but soon got used to this rough face. There was a suspicion that the leak came from the Palace which very pointedly indicated that it did not comment on any matter.The survivors of what they called the "Death Ride" had spent a little of their time researching and discussing salvage in all its ramifications. They had come to a conclusion that GmBH as owner of the salving vessels was going to get a very big lion's share of the salvage awarded anyway. So Gorgipest being saved, themselves employed and fed, the lower decks had.