That rain didn't do the Gunny's bike any good, but I really wanted to get out and try to wash the stink of the night before off my soul. If a roboslut...had a soul, that is. Okay I at least had the old Maxine's bag of guilt.I walked into Helen's and there sat Carrie Thompson. Shit, I thought, that is all I need. Now and then a black patrol officer or a paramedic would come in with his white partner, but black cops or medics sitting alone were few and far between.I had no idea why, because if. ”Interesting. But finding out how Anniston scored the software was background noise. Who sent her after Oasis? After Barry?Jessie, “Anniston has a small circle -- five other hackers -- that she trusts. Online anyway. One of those guys, screen name is ‘showmemoney’ is the only one who seems capitalistic. He’s in it for the cash.”Ah.I said, “Show me the money. Jerry Maguire.”Jessie nodded.Jesse, “We pieced this together from forum discussions, private chat logs, some guesswork. We think. It wasn’t as much but it was still a lot. I swallowed every drop and it was yummy. He moaned and when his cock was finished he pulled out of my mouth and stepped out of the shower to let me get cleaned up.I showered and came into the room wearing a towel and he was dressed. He looked at me and said “I’m sorry..I was rough and…I’m not used to women wanting to be with me. They just go through the motions and leave. But you, you liked it.”I sat down next to him “Yes, I liked it. I like it. I think how I love the scent of your hair as I spoon with you on such a morning. How I love to feel your body relax under my finger tips when I gently tickle your arms and back. I love the way you slowly curl your neck up like a demand to have your neck massaged; sometimes I love answering your demands. I love how you let me move your nighty to slide my hands under to tickle your back. Pretty much every morning that I now wake in our bed I think how I would love to have my hands explore all of.