" He taps on the bathroom door. She appears immediately, as though she has been waiting for the summons. Any fears he may have had about her commi...ment are dispelled by her appearance. She steps forward wearing a lacy black bra - necessary to support ample breasts - matching black french knickers, suspender belt, black stockings, high heels. She says, "Hello. You must be John." Only the huskiness' in her voice reveals that she is not as assured as tries to appear. "And you,"says John,. She doesn’t have time to think yet she instinctively dodges to the side. The bullet slams into her shoulder, spinning her onto a desk that is somehow still standing.“Casey!” she hears Mark shouting. It brings her back to reality and as she slides off the desk, she sees him running toward her.She opens her mouth to shout at him as she sees the smaller of the attacker lifting his assault rifle. She realizes that Mark is going to be killed before he even has a chance to reach her so she bounds. I quickly reply ‘cash’, making Deborah raise her eyebrows. I’m worried I’ve raised suspicions. To impress her, I give the I.P. address and names of the hackers who infiltrated her firewall. Deborah is overly impressed and stated she’ll let the cops deal with them. Shit, I’ve fucked up. I tell her to let it slide and she promises she would never let it slide. If the cops get involved, I’m screwed. I have to come clean. I explain everything to Deborah and she sat there listening quietly. ‘Please. Following the instructions from the Internet, I continued to work on Hannah’s asshole, slipping a second and then a third finger inside her, working them in and out of her, trying to loosen her up. At last it was time and Tim passed me a rubber. I lubed up and pressed it gently against her hole trying to hide my nervousness. Hannah pushed herself back onto me slightly then withdrew. She tried again, this time a little quicker and with more force. This was advised against in the instructions,.