“Oh, no reason.”Alfred had an update before Jason finished his pancakes. Yes, Roger Grainer was a customer. He leased a direct line that included ... fixed IP address. Unfortunately, the Grainer estate’s security was even more challenging than that of the ISP. As Alfred reported. “His home network uses military-grade encryption. We have a list of keys, but it may take some time to find the correct one.”Worried for Stephanie and without the ability to do something, Jason sat in his father’s living. Shit... I must have left it open.SHIT SHT SHIT! I couldn't go out... not dressed like this. My heartraced in a panic knowing my secret was out. What was he going to do!I quickly changed and cleaned up and paced my bedroom trying to figureout what to do when I heard the phone ring. The caller ID showed up asour neighbor's name. Russ!I picked up the phone. "Hello?" Well well... don't I have a cute photo of you now." What are you going to do with it Russ. Please... don't show it toanyone." I was. I just managed to catch my cum as it spurted out by cupping my spare hand and catching it without making a mess on the carpet or on the panties, which were now down by my feet. I wiped my hand on my jeans, and the feeling of guilt followed as I carefully folded and returned the knickers to the drawer and sneaked back to my room.It was three or four days later when I was home by myself again. I felt a really powerful urge to visit my sisters’ bedroom again and take a look in my older,. In fact, it had been a long time for the still attractive ranch owner without a man between her legs until the day that Sam had shown up to investigate the missing steers. Now, she was more than satisfied with Sam’s average other day visits to take the edge off her feminine needs.The three mile long herd of trail tired cows slowly surged down the dusty town main street straight to the holding pens for fattening up before being loaded on the empty cattle cars sitting silent on the side rails.