If you don't doas you're told, then I will hurt you real bad or evenkill you. Do you understand me, Tara?" Y-ye-yeesss mister... please, don't hurt me... My familyhas mone..." Shut up, I don't want money. I want you."Her face shows fear, tears of fright begin to streamdown her cheeks. Good, I think, I can tell she thinksthat I'm just here to cop a few feels. Or that helpwill arrive soon.She nods her head and surrenders. Of course, she iswrong on both counts.Ten minutes later we are in the press. .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 called pigfarm. Those were details I did not need to know.. Wandel's voice could be heard fromthe other side of the locked door, "Time's up, Jerome. I know youare through. The bed springs have quit squeaking. Come on out ofthere. It's my turn." Sheila realized that she was expected to letWandel have sex with her as Jerome got out of bed and unlocked thebedroom door. Wandel, Ron, and Linda were all standing outside thebedroom door when it opened. Sheila's mind had recovered from theeffects of the hypnotic d**g enough to realize that her breasts. She felt him start to get bigger, looked up at me and just grinned, kissed me very softly on the lips, pushed herself up and sat very neatly on top of him gyrating her hips.“That feels nice” she said, “I like that, all messy and twitching”.When she’d got him totally rock hard again, she slithered up me, pulling him out as she went, spun round and put a wonderful sight straight into my face – a very gooey, very full, very red, very tiny pussy right on my bottom lip.Out came my tongue and I drew.