” The man stopped right in front of them and reached to the inner coat pocket of his blazer…strangely both men were dressed alike. He withdrew...a leather folder and opened it in front of them to see saying “I am special Agent Johnston, are you Ezekiel Smythe” as he looked straight at me. I gulped down the lump in my throat and squawked out nervously “Yes, is there a problem?” The man turned his attention to Sally and asked politely “Is your name Sallie La Flirte?” Her silence. You know, the sort who seek out places where the little children like to play hide and seek and the like; do I really have to spell out why? And of course to spy on the courting couples who came to the dunes for their own nefarious reasons.Anyway, part of my unofficial deal with the local police, was that I discouraged that kind from hanging around the dunes. All the local children — and young courting couples, I might add — knew that providing they stayed well out of my little corner, they. I rubbed her tits and french kissed her, two things she never seemed to get enough of, and she jacked me off again about a hour later. It was a nice date, but it did little to relieve my delicious tension. All I wanted to do was develop that roll of film.Sunday crawled by, and I hardly slept that night. I went in to school as early as I could, waited for the darkroom to open, and cut my morning classes. I was aware that my haste could ruin this priceless piece of film, so I deliberately made. ’ I said. ‘And please tell Dr. Milton that his device worked… and saved my ass.’ ‘Yes, yes it did.’ said Cordell. ‘We picked up the signal. Fortunately we were close by, but your wife will have to tell you all that.’ ‘Which she will,’ said my wife Laura, entering the room, ‘when my husband is sufficiently recovered to hear it.’ ‘I’ll leave you two alone.’ said Cordell. ‘Thanks, Doctor.’ I said. He nodded to me, and to Laura, I noted, before leaving. Laura turned to me. ‘Come here.’ I said. She.