I assured him that was not our intent at this point. He then turned the meeting over to the CIA chief.This gentleman commenced with the family tree of...the unsuccessful assassins. He pointed out that Anna was the only daughter whose mother had been crushed or smothered to death by the ruler in his attempts to force her to perform fellatio on his grotesque corpulent body when he passed out on top of her. The mother had served as the protector of her daughter from the over indulged brother who had. If the gang stoppedlooking, they were dead.Max called in the lone investigator who was still working the case.Fred Washington was a massive man who was like a bulldog with a bone.When he got a case, he never let go."Fred, did we check out everybody who went to the Jenkins funeral? Imean everybody?" Yes, Max. We did. Three times. So did the Disciples through the PI'sthey've hired. But I have an idea I've been working on and I need yourhelp." Fred said in his slow but penetrating voice."Okay,. I do not know how long I was there but what I do know is that I liked it a lot, I no longer only sucked the tip of Mister Joachin's cock but I was already sucking all his cock, of course it did not fit in completely in my mouth but I went down with my tongue, I followed all the instructions from Mister Joachin, whose moaning voice told me what to do and how to do it; I kept sucking his cock I don't know for how long until I felt that Mister Joachin's body began to tense, his hands quickly went. She was working as a receptionist at a doctor’s office while going to nursing school.I brought in the luggage with very little help from Armando and Grandfather. As we were bringing things in, I heard a lot of barking coming from further up the property.“What’s up with the dogs, sounds like a bunch of them.”Grandfather just shrugged and kept walking, though Armando stopped and looked at me.“That’s the pack. Sameulu is getting them some work before Wednesday. We’ve made plans for you on Tuesday.