The more I watched Bob, the more interested I became. I slipped on my skimpiest pair of running shorts, sans underwear, and a form fitting sports bra... I pulled my hair back into a pony tail, tied my running shoe laces tight and headed out the back door. I figured that I might as well run off my frustrations. As I ran past Bob emptying his grass catcher into an alley garbage bin, he looked my way and smiled. I gave him a quick wink and a smile and headed off down the alley. I did a loop around. "... not the, um, front."Sapphire continued smiling. "That's right baby. I go right in the rear exit." She paused to let the idea sink in, then continued. "Then she sits on the beautiful face of another hot and horny sweet young girl. So when she comes, it makes me reach my orgasm at the same moment. And man, oh man, " -- here, Sapphire tilted her head back in sweet reminiscing -- "flying stars and fireworks going off all over the place."Not knowing how else to react, Trudy laughed, as if it. Not minutes ago she had been wearing it and now it lie waiting for me.My investigation proved it was the lacey panty she was wearing when she got off the bus. I looked at the tag and BINGO, she wore a size 8 panty, my favorite size. The panty had a silky nylon front panel and the somewhat sheer lace back, I knew it would feel wonderful on and I would feel so sexy wearing it. In all my years of snatching panties I had avoided freshly worn panties, I just didn’t like the idea of sliding them on. I ended up just changing a few IRQ's in the bios. It seems to like this configuration much better," I explained."You really are pretty good at this kind of stuff. So when are you going to start quizzing me about the money?" she wanted to know."What money?" I asked totally confused by her question."You don't have to play dumb with me. You are not the first spy they have sent in to try and get me to crack. I will tell you what I told them, I am innocent, and have no idea where all that cash.