Controlling hundreds was difficult enough. Controlling thousands took concentration. In order to control billions, you needed a machine. A really b...g machine. I shuddered.“Show me to my office and laboratory,” I ordered Kho. “There is work to be done.”“You have an office here?” hissed Cheney. “You really ARE behind all this?”“No, of course not. But I know who, or more importantly, what is. Our host here cannot tell us apart for a good reason. He has been instructed not to. He believes. Steve's drive was the shortest and he hit his second shot to the hundred-yard marker. Dave and Greg were about an even distance from the hole, so Greg hit first. The wind was much calmer and he had no trouble hitting a five wood onto the green, twenty feet from the hole.Dave's ball was sitting down in the rough and he wasn't comfortable hitting a wood and an iron would not make the green so he pulled out his pitching wedge and hit his ball to the hundred yard maker. The ball ended up one. He had reached around and was caressing my ass. I leaned in and gave him a very sloppy French kiss.Then he helped me into the truck and walked around to get in on the driver’s side.“Boy, you’re really fucked up,” he said. “This is going to be an interesting evening.”And we headed off. The bar was right down the road.When we arrived, I had trouble opening the passenger door. Bill walked around and opened the door for me. I leaned over and he grabbed me and lifted me out. In the process, my tank. Tara smiled and lay down with her legs spread and I lowered myself down between them. I slowly licked up from the bottom of her slit to her clit, and back down again before parting her lips with my tongue and slipping it inside her as she moaned in pleasure. I could taste her juices all around my tongue as I licked her out, I just couldn’t get enough of it, she tasted so sweet. I guessed from her moans that she was nearly ready to cum, so I took my tongue out of her pussy and went for her clit..