They allowed me to carry my jacket and hide the cuffs from curious spectators. They took charge of my iPad, took me down to Miramar to their headquart...rs and put me in another room. There were only three chairs in this one.After thirty minutes, Agents Washington and Brown came in and sat down. They read me a list of charges. According to them, I was involved in a hacking scheme to obtain corporate press releases before they were published and had been in a group that had made over 100 million. She might be close to being a nutcase, but besides helping her out of here, I really needed to make sure that she’d be loved and taken care of. As soon as I decided that, I also knew what I needed to do. Something to add to my next message.“Would you really do that for me?”Now I had a nagging feeling that she might have understood things a little bit differently than what I actually meant, but I saw no reason to go into details. I just nodded to her in the dim light.“Of course.”I could see her. Jack's jaw went slack as he saw the astronomical number that came up. Hedivided the number by 365 before he cringed, realizing that he was notgoing to work everyday to earn his way towards the end of his sentence.He subtracted weekends and holidays from 365 and reran the equation.The number struck him hard. It was 14.023. Slightly over 14 years inmaid's uniforms cleaning other peoples home. It was a long time to toilas a lowly woman. He was certain it was far longer than the jailsentence. Had I not worn a zippered tight biker shirt with my 48D tits showing, this might not have happened. But, it also was extremely hot and to be zipped up would have been ridiculous. 95 degrees, humid...typical August summer late afternoon/evening. Even at the gym, my bra was soaked. Sweat pouring forth. So, letting some air on the tits while riding seemed natural. Yes, I had a bra on while riding but a very skimpy bra as I enjoyed letting the twins out for air sometimes in public and few people.