It's obvious that I have them worried, and that was one of my goals. But, I don't want to worry them—I want to put them out of business!Dan has give... me another lead on the protection racket, this time against a local soft drink bottler. Lucky Cola is being hit for $2,500 per week, and that has to hurt in a business that operates on such a relatively low profit margin. Well, I'll start this one out the same as the time I worked on the Argent Department Stores caper. The pickup is scheduled for. She takes half a step back. "Will you keep it safe? You said it was important to keep things like that safe."Present Cassie edges closer to her past self, her eyes still staring into the blackness. It appears almost unnaturally dark, as if something were blocking her normal senses past the plane of the door."All right, I'll get it," younger Cassie says, and present Cassie scrambles out of the way. She watches her younger self drop to her knees beside the bed and reach under it."Oh my," present. That was her signal and so she began a quick ascent up the side of the inn, swinging one leg and then the other over the sun-baked tiles that created the inn’s attractive roof until she stood atop the inn, her statuesque form outlined briefly by the moonlight before she dropped to a crouch and began moving swiftly over the tiles, heading toward the building nearest the inn. She gave her grappling hook two successive tugs and the claw released its death grip from the brick chimney it was holding. She was sliding her head up and down my shaft as fast as she could, soaking it in her saliva. After four or five trips down the shaft, she pulled off but followed it back quickly. It took me a second to realize, but she was deepthroating my cock, pulling off, and deepthroating Corey’s, alternating between the two.After sucking us both for two or three minutes, I looked up and saw Corey walking around the table, ready to fuck Liv’s pussy. I helped him line his cock up against the entrance of her.