Hey! but that's not what I was going to tell you about. You see we have the reputation of being geeks or nerds, or whatever with the sexual charisma o... a passing warthog - well just remember - Fred warthog might just be loved by Michelle warthog - so there.So I was in the office, server down, changing some of its innards - doesn't matter which bits really - MP3 player on, Pink Floyd's The Division Bell hammering out in my earpieces, so I wasn't paying much attention to anything other than what. She heard three quick shots, and seconds later, another. She scrambled back up, away from the cold dead fingers. The soldier walked slowly to the other side of the street stopping every two or three steps to fire. After every second shot, he looked behind him. Most of the ones around the car went after him instead.He wouldn't have time to shoot them all. She shot the nearest in the back of the head and most of them turned around again. The soldier stopped and fired twice from the same position.. “Why do I still bother with this stupid job anyway,” I thought to myself while washing my hair. “Thanks to dad, I’ve got enough money for two lifetimes.”My father was a grade-A womanizer. There’s no telling how many brothers and sisters I actually have. I’ve never met any because Doug was excellent at not being found by his numerous conquests. My mother was an exception to that rule. I don’t remember her at all, but according to Doug, she showed up at his door drunk with 2-year-old me in tow. Worm could now clearly see her pretty AA cup tits inside the cropped white tee shirt, leaving a delicious slice of pale blue midriff on show above the waistband of her tight black shorts “It's OK” she whispered “I automatically consent to anything you have in mind”.Her tiny clit grew under his fingers, before he had any idea how his hand ended up inside her blue silky thong.“Suck me Uncle - you know you want to - nobody is looking”.Long before reaching Winchester, the train had stopped on a.