Then ... please leave no trace of it when you finish...When I finish you are going to need to nuke it ... I transmitted.Yes, well it is a burn account... The whole pig farm is just a site for you. It is untraceable ... the controller informed me ... Even so destroy it when you leave it ... That's how our conversation ended.I went to the email dead drop, there I downloaded all the information from the pig farm onto to the cheap laptop. The satellite link would be to a phony provider probably. “Actually I am quite glad I found you home!” He was already noticing Annie pulling her skirt. “Nice dress you have on you.” “Really? You like it?” “Yeah! But quite short…” “Well yeah, that’s why I never wear it at school, dad!” “Hmmmm, stand up for me!...Turn around!...Hehe…Hope you are wearing panties.” He couldn’t stop starring at her ass. Annie turns around blushing. “Kind of, dad!” “Kind of? How comes “kind of”, Annie? What happened with your panties, babe?” “Well I had this strange dream,. ‘He’s your now, sweetie.’ Lyndsy had smiled smugly as she kicked them out of her posh apartment. She knew Susie well, she had a severe addiction to other women’s men and little to no feeling for anyone that she could actually call her own. She liked the thrill of the chase, she liked being able to look at an unsuspecting woman whose man she was currently fucking with a big smug smile and a little fuck you wink. Now that Lyndsy had broken it off without the least bit of concern or hurt, Susie. No one else was paying any attention. Thank goodness, no one apparently had any idea what had just happened. Stephanie chuckled, leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Yum, yum, what a good appetizer before dinner." I looked back at her. On a sudden impulse I whispered back, "Maybe I need a good appetizer too." She laughed, tossed her head, throwing her long tresses behind her, turned and walked away laughing. Jesus! I couldn't believe it! My young niece had just given me a good blow-job, and.