"Jennifer, please. And Yes, I've been "stolen" away from a lot of software companies of late, not to brag or anything..." I shrugging at my own lame l...e. She started back, rubbing her chin and flicked a tousle of her autumn hair from out of her face, studying my resume.I watching for any crack in her armor, trying to hide my desperateness. Nobody hires desperate. Couldn't hide I was looking, but I'd been on the hiring side of that desk, and I could smell desperation. I was an excellent. "He slapped his leg and laughed for about a minute, then said, "You should have known shithead that the aerosol cans wouldn't blow up the school. You should have gone to the old mine, found some of the old dynamite that's laying around there and used it."I couldn't believe this was my dad, so I questioned, "Are you telling me I can try again?"He glared at me and stated, "Hell no! Vern has your number and he will be watching you like a hawk."That reminded me of something so I asked, "Dad, you. And here he was, in and out of her. And here she was with oohs and aahs. She lifted her legs on each side of his head, letting them rest on his shoulders, and refrained to moan louder. She was about to cum. He made her turn and kneel, her butt to him. He was now standing and taking her from behind. She squeezed his cock from inside. ‘Oh yes… yes… faster… yes…. Ooohh!’ He let his full load go and groaned. She felt when it was his last final assault and they both collapsed on the bed. They were. “Good morning, Chief Younger,” I replied just as sincerely.The Chief waved towards the conference table. “Why don’t we get comfortable, so that I can share some facts about a dilemma our government is facing, and then ask you for a favor?” Even though he phrased it as a question, it was more of an opening gambit to relax me. It did occur to me that he might be setting me up for the kill.Once we were seated, again without the underlings who stayed back and took copious notes, the head spy came.