. Hal Burns! ... he does bit parts like me" Sandy laughed as she jotted the name down."Burns? How ironic! Who else, a Mr. Mustard maybe?" Hammond blur...ed out the next name, he did not appreciate the humour of the moment; his cock maintaining its burning erection, his noosed balls bright red and numbing in stark contrast."Seb Monroe ... he and Burns cut her ... he was the cruellest though." Sandy's hand stopped dead and she drew breath as a she dwelt on the name, a look of frustration filling. All programs expand to fill available memory corollary:All programs expand beyond the ability of the programmer to understand them.Interchangeable files won’tRegardless of the units used by the customer, the programmer shall use his own arbitrary units, convertible only by means of weird & unnatural conversion factors. Speed, for example, will be expressed as furlongs per fortnight.Files that cannot be destroyed will be.Investment in reliability will increase until it exceeds the cost of. Lacey slipped off her mini skirt and top to reveal a matching low cut bra and thong set. She knelt on one knee and tucked the hem of Dan’s hoodie into the waistband of his lounge pants. “Not too bad a sized cock,” she remarked to its natural hang.“Dan has seven inches when nice and hard,” Sandra bragged as they watched she stroke his cock and begin to suck on it.Lacey opened her pose to the girls, slipped the crotch aside and began to finger her pussy. Sandra and Susan looked at Dan not. On her way to the door, plain brown paper bag in hand, she stopped for one last look. The glass shaft twinkled in a stray sunbeam, as if winking at her. She peered at the price again. Ridiculous! Maybe, if it was still here come payday...It was.Allison hurried home, much-smaller paper bag nestled discreetly in the bottom of her secondhand Vuitton handbag.Alone in her dinky living room, she reverently unwrapped her prize. It was oddly cool to her touch. This was no toy, like that silly, absurdly.