Over the first course she hands me the package.“You have been so good to me this weekend I wanted to get you something so you will remember it”�...Princess, I have been happier in the last couple of days than I can ever remember, what makes you think I could ever forget”As I remove the gift wrapping I can hardly believe what I’m seeing. It is a framed photo from yesterdays wedding shoot. In the photo my hands are on her waist our lips just touching. What is more of a surprise than the fact that. She was still crying. So I put my arms around her to comfort her. She leaned against me and I slowly started running my hands on her back and shoulders. She stopped crying but stayed close to me. I sat on the bed and pulled her down on my lap.She started telling me that her husband Bapu gets drunk every night and fights with her. I realized that he’s not fucking her, so I took my chance. I slowly brought my hand to her stomach, under her saree. Then I slowly started running my hands up to her. Newspaper to disseminate the official's records, then carefully prune the server's access logs of any incriminating entries.Virginia, West Virginia and Kentucky mining folk don't take well to people wearing suits fucking with their kid's educations.Admittedly, a lot of relatively innocent teacher's union officials got tarred with the same brush. Soon there was a deep void where the union representation used to be. A few state representatives and senators disappeared as well. Quite a few people. I chortled to myself. I loved it when things went my way! I opened the first file. I whistled as I read it.It contained thousands of names, their work in life, and their position on the 'council'. I had only touched the very tip of a very deep iceberg. Ten minutes of reading names and who they were and where they worked gave me a chill. The 'council' was into everything, at least at a glance. What was even worse, was the title of the document. It was, North American Council Directory.It.