‘‘Good. Assemble the information on the dead and living in two notebooks. Worst case scenario we may let them look at the notebooks.’’ I said�...�‘ Just tell them to contact me as head of Pact Security, ‘‘ I said.‘‘How can they do that?’’ President Spaghettis asked.‘‘They have used the Pakistan Ambassador Fazel Al Farsi in Washington to voice their displeasure with me before,’’ I said.Louis was laughing so hard he knocked something over on the table.‘‘ I should have known after the air show. That's when things started to get weird. I thought she would be covered in my sperm, but she was as clean as a whistle. Then her breasts started to grow and her hair changed." Al tried to convince Gary that it was just his imagination. "It must have been a trick of the lighting. Or you were imagining things from your exhaustion." Gary furiously countered, "No, I didn't just imagine it, or see something that wasn't there. She really changed. Besides, you just told me that she has changed even. Her pussy was wet before I could get my mouth on it. She licked on my cock and sack for just a second. ‘I want your Dick inside me,’ she said in a whispering yell. No sooner than she said that, did I feel her tight, bald, wet pussy sliding around my manhood. Abby let out a high pitched moan, ‘Fuck, your Dick is fat!’ I said thanks, in my own head, trying to act half asleep in case Paul walked in, disregarding the fact Abby was riding me bare back. I was still drunk and. She did not have to say a thing. For a moment I thought that she had blown up my computer too. Then she said she found my stash of porn and started digging into my browser history and … HOW COULD I????I let her go on and on until she finally ran out of breath and then I said. “You are right. I should be getting my sexual satisfaction from you. You are my wife. Unfortunately, for 27 years I have had to put up with stuff that did not satisfy me because you are satisfied with what we are.