Was I in heaven?"Welcome back, Alex. A strange but familiar voice greeted as I blinkedmy eyes a few times."How..." My throat felt dry. It cracked as I...spoke. "How did I get here?Last thing I remember, I was sitting on the couch and this woman...um...was trying to...um..." I reached up and rubbed my forehead. "What wasshe doing again?" I asked drawing a complete blank."Great, she hit the reset button again!" A woman looking like Emily'ssister sighed and shook her head.I didn't understand what. I was daring to hope that she didn't want to lose me and he was a game on the side— a daring escapade to add some spice. I'd have to contain my curiosity for a few days; keeping cool and not giving anything away seemed to me to be an important spy skill. I determined to keep working on it.Trying to be rational and working at keeping up hope for four hours with strangers is relentlessly wearing. Driving home in bleary misty weather didn't help either. By the time we'd gotten home, I was. I hid cams in her bedroom and bath area (got to love wireless equipment).She always undressed in the room and put her clothes in the room hamper.when i saw he slip into the tub i would sneak in the room and get her panties and lick her bra. My den was next to her room and i would take hewr panties in with me and licked her pussy juice and cunt hairs .I did get some pretty good footage of her from start to finish of her eve ritual which made some dam good j/o material.she had 38c tits that. Now, we had the choice of taking some immediate action like a smart fella would do if his piece started jamming or look for a substitute to take care of the trouble. Three-finger was all in favor of going with guns blazing and sort the bad guys from the innocent bystanders later but I saw the common sense in calling in the illustrious “Border Patrol” to do some internal cleaning up the old-fashioned way by sending all these pricks to Federal Prison. I hoped they would get a stretch long enough.