I motioned Jubal to climb up beside me. When he got next to me although it was a little tight, the steps were wide enough for both of us to stand on t...e small platform in front of the door. I motioned to the camera and reached up and flipped another switch which would let us hear as well as automatically record their conversation. I had installed this after Tiny finished the remodeling of my office a few days back. The recording and the camera were on separate devices so I knew everything I saw. The group he had penned without their knowledge was twenty-eight in total with there being an equal portion of males to females. He wondered it that was part of a plan or simply coincidental circumstances. The well-informed AI unit kept thinking of a little comment he had absorbed written by an unknown human author that there was no such thing as coincidence and that all actions were the result of a grand plan designed by the hand of a greater influence. He saw the relationship to religious. While she laid there attempting to compose herself I sucked her hard, sweat covered nipples and caressed every part of her body my hands could reach. Then I rolled onto my back and pulled her toward me allowing her to straddle my hard glistening cock and lower herself onto it. She was still a little winded from her last orgasm and only slid up and down on me a few times before she stopped and started grinding back and forth. Normally I’m not a big fan of women doing this but she looked so. The mother-fucker would get what he deserves!"The woman looked at Matilda's father solemnly. "Don't do nothin' stupid. You need Skip Grafton. He's your protection. Without him you'd be in jail. What would happen to us then?" She fanned her hand over the table. "Calm down."She stood up and pushed her shorts down in one quick motion. She wasn't wearing panties. A knot formed in Matilda's gut and she turned to her brother. He stared down at his plate, bringing tiny forkfuls of tuna to his.