That minimized his activity during the day and left me as sole provider in the evenings. Janice and I had another talk on options. We read up on so ca...led gangbang squads, swinger groups and everything in between. It all came down to a safety issue and discretion. We just could not get comfortable with any scenarios. Ray even brought up some in his semi regular group and Ted thought of other pilots. Ellen and Polly were no help, shit they wanted more themselves.It was then that Janice mentioned. “You wanted a possible connection of a major Seattle holding company to some kind of illegal traffic that would bring them a lot of money,” I said. “I think I’ve got something.”“Knew I could depend on you Dag. What’s up?”“There’s a ship docking this morning that has something on it. I think we might have a lead on who it’s registered to.”“What are the contents?” he asked.“You remember a couple years ago when a bunch of illegal immigrants were stowed in a container—some of them were dead?” I. She felt his prick fill her throat and excitement swept through her entire body."C'mon, Barbi," Mona urged, "He's ready." She watched the teenager frantically suck Beauty's cock. "Don't finish him off. You want his cum in your cunt."Reluctantly, Barbi yanked her mouth off Beauty's rigid prick. She swooned. "God, I'm shakin'."Mona smiled. "Wait 'til he's in your cunt," she said. "Then you'll really shake."As Beauty snorted and twitched, Barbi climbed on the bench. She spread her legs wide, her. He suffered abuse, took verbal slights and plodded on doing his job, living his life following the golden rule "do unto others as you would have them do unto you". Tim worked in many jobs during his life but they all had one thing in common—he HELPED people. His private life was the same. Need help? Call Tim. Even if you weren't his friend if he knew you and many times if he didn't he would give you all the help he could. So did his wife.There were many more memories flashing through Tim's head.