Mark, we need to call a meeting tomorrow about a personnel matter. I think we have a spy in our ranks."I went on to tell him about Bob and what I had ...een and observed. He was as disappointed as I was, and said that personnel was my job and he would back me all the way in any changes. He also asked me if we had got enough money out to pay these people off this evening. I went on to tell him about Beau and what he had done at my request. He said good deal and then walked away, dialing a number. When the truck was fully inside, the ragged hole in the spacecraft seemed to 'heal' up. The brilliant light vanished as the Bathmobile settled to the deck.Through the windshield of the Bathmobile, The Disinfecting Duo could see an alien, holding a device that resembled an oversized police baton."What do you think, Rubber Ducky, is that some kind of weapon?" I'll bet it's an anal probe, the 'Weekly World Wiper' has had a lot of alien anal probe stories in it lately!"Just then, BathGirl grew. She quickly had my cock out and began playing with it, rubbing it, stroking, petting, oh, it felt so nice.I saw her spit onto her hand then drop it down to begin masturbating me as I sucked. I'd never had another's hand on my dick before and, well, if you're a guy, try to remember the first girl's hand to take hold of it. Yeah, pretty hot.Well, it was so good that it didn't take her long before I was cumming and she was giggling and hooting in delight at making me spurt up into the air like. "Katrina stopped sucking Debbie's clit and said, "The Vangraves; you're Peter Vangrave?" Just call me Pete, please. I don't like the family name, for some reason it spooks a lot of people." Yeah," Debbie said, "we know what you mean, well about that anyway; what do you mean about business though?" Well, as much as we might want to hide who we are," Pete said, "there's no denying that we come from families whose business, for generations, has been to make money. We know a good business.