"Both departments bear the same initials. Knowing of the famous law of Mister Murphy many documents will end up being delivered to the wrong departmen.... How shall we differentiate between which office gets which pile of papers? Do the departments possess other addresses I might use?"The Colonel pondered for a moment. "We are to be billeted in house number five, and Stafford will be next door, at number six."I wrote MI5 on the box of documents destined for our department and MI6 on the box. After I had cum twice, after a short break between them, she said now you know what a woman can do for another woman – now I want you to show me how much you have learned and she stood me up – kissed me and I tasted my own cunt juice from her mouth. I had sucked my fingers when I masturbated before and knew what I tasted like but this was different and I enjoyed it. Then she lay down and said go to it. I hadn’t noticed until then she had removed far more hair than I had and she had this thin. According to the Multiverse’s customs, you are required to defend yourselves, but you may retain a lawyer to advise you in how you should defend yourselves. Unfortunately for you, there are no Earth lawyers familiar with the Multiverse legal code. Fortunately for you, we realize that you are ignorant of the Multiverse’s laws and customs, so the day after tomorrow, we will provide you, and your attorneys, with a seminar that addresses the relevant laws and customs.“You are also mistaken in that. The man had been sitting alone at a back table when Tom entered and had moved to the bar beside him."Randy Barrett," he said offering his hand and motioning to the table."Well... sure, I guess. I'm Tom Willis," said Tom, holding out his good hand."I heard about what happened to you and your wife. Ramon Vasquez is one tough hombre," stated the stranger as they sat at a back table. "You're probably lucky just to be sitting here right now. A lot of men would have been buzzard bait by now."Tom.