) It should be a cinch, except he wasn't allowed to blow up the boat until AFTER the coke exchange.With help from the DEA, US Navy, and ATF, Roger put...two each into the bullet proof vests of the agents disguised as the marks, then weighted and tossed their bodies overboard (their hidden air supplies limited to ten minutes by what they could stuff into their false body fat). Navy frogmen from a submerged submarine did the rest.This was totally convincing to Roger's accompanying bagman, but Roger. ’ ‘I’m the official Tower Potgrower, d’think I’m a nun?’ Her jaw drops and she shrieks, ‘You fucked Justin!’ My jaw drops and I shout, ‘What? I’m stoned! Who fucked Justin?’ ‘You.’ ‘Since when? I hope it was good.’ I find a smoke – it’s real good. Smokes are always better when you’re stoned. ‘Well did you?’ ‘I just said, no. He’s not sayin’ that, is he?’ And now she blushes a deep pink as she says, ‘Well, no, you just hear things.’ ‘From who?’ ‘Wwww…. Where do I put these?’ she asks.. Typical of many Sydney houses in the area, this terrace building has the upstairs veranda architecturally noteworthy of the period when it was built. A more careful observer, however, would notice that the upstairs windows are completely obscured. Downstairs the bluish grey paint of the front door is largely obscured by an enormous potted plant such that callers standing adjacent are somewhat hidden from the busy street on which the building is situated.I am greeted by Amanda Dwyer, owner and. .. wait… you talking about Vicky’s dad seeing you or Vicky giving her brother a blow job…” “Her dad seeing us… it was Saturday evening when she gobbled Peter” Vicky sounded exasperated. “Ohh... ok… so Jim… you hadn’t flashed Jim yet” “No… we were going to all weekend but kept on chickening out…” “Oh ok… carry on then… you can tell me about Peter later” Cathy smiled… “You really are a pervert” “You are a fine one to talk….” Ross laughed. It was Cathy’s turn to blush. “I was randy as hell as I.