"Bill's correct. However, this isn't nearly as troublesome as it would be if it is ever discovered we had the bodies of Evelyn and Megan. I think it o...er and then ask, "How about if we beat the bitch at her own game? What if we were to take the information and then plant some sort of virus in her computer system?"Bill asks for clarification, "You mean something like remote control software, which would let you remotely get into her system?"I smile and answer, "Yeah that would be perfect. We. No matter where I'd slept, Maybel had another hellacious breakfast waiting for me the next morning, and she also had a request."Mr Jefferson, do you have a plow I could use to turn up a garden spot? I could do my own canning and preserving if we had a little patch to raise a few things," she said."I'm not about to let you take time away from the kitchen to plow up a garden, but if you want one I'll hire somebody to do the plowing for you and to help you in any way you can think of." Well, if. Panting heavily, she started stroking her breasts with one hand and grabbed the back of his head with the other.Gasping for breath as the pleasure subsided, she, asked him, "Are. You. Ready. Like. I. Am?" The last word came out as more of a squeak than an actual word.He looked up at her and grinned. He knew that, once she was sufficiently aroused, she had little patience for being eaten out, although he was surprised that she got turned on so quickly. He chalked it up to the excitement of the. I first noticed the aberration of this affair when I happened to see some strange similarities between various female commentators and news broadcast personages including a favorite weather girl that I doted on with gleeful attention to her tightly stretched skirt that accentuated her plump buttocks perfectly in my humble opinion.When I took stock of the nubile females on the air that were involved in this disgraceful exhibition of dissolute deception, I found no less than seven of the.