When we ran the program on the real messages, it showed me some interesting patterns, and some sequences that repeated. We sat down with Jake again. I...asked him if he had any ideas as to the contents of the messages. He was able to do better than that; he wouldn't tell me how they got it, but he did let us look at the German cleartext, along with a translation, for one of the messages; Sam told us that this was called this a "crib." I should have realized that the German military mindset was. "I'm Melissa," she said as I stood at the sink and admired her. Her nipples made sharp peaks in the thin shirt. I introduced myself and said I was very glad to meet her. "Thanks for doing my back," she said, "will you do me another little favor?" Sure," I said, looking at my watch.She stood up and came toward me. The t-shirt reached maybe an inch down her thighs, just barely covering her pussy and about half her ass. I watched her belly mound jiggle and her big breasts bobble. "He's a good man,. The room was a wardrobe filled with dresses from fancyto bedtime and skirts and blouses and t-shirts. I knew what was next andwent along with it."Pick any outfit, make sure you pick something nice, or else I'll do thepicking for you," said the girl as she left the room. I walked over tothe clothing rack and pulled off a short pink skirt and a pink sweaterwith a tank top. I took off the bath robe and pulled up the skirt andput on the blouse and sweater. The material was soft and breezy. It. My tongue was much longer than most and with it came the ability to lick pussy in ways most guys could only dream of.The pick up slowed down and turned off the main road onto a smaller one. Dust billowed up, and after a few minutes, a house became visible. When we slowed down, I saw Mom come out. I was surprised at how much she had changed since I had last seen her. She used to dress in expensive fashion and have her hair done and perfect makeup. The woman standing on the porch wore blue jeans.