‘Anythingelse?’ she persisted, leaning still further and breathing in deeply to force her breasts toward me (and incidentally sucking in yet more ...heromones). ‘Anything I can do for you at all?’ ‘Not just now,’ I told her, trying to hint that I had received her message. She gave me a knowing smile and fetched my tea. Handing it over gave her another opportunity to bend right forward and give me the best view yet of a handsome pair of tanned brown tits. ‘Just what I need,’ I said appreciatively. Eight pair ofeyes followed her as she walked, hips swaying provocatively and her ass nicely outlined by her low rise form fitting jeans. Joan could almost hear the blood vessels of eight cocks inflating as she passed by the table. She walked along the wall looking out to sea through the gentle rain as her figure was consumed by an eager audience. The silence began to become uncomfortable. “I have an idea” said one of the older members of the group “ Why don’t we invite our guest to play . Ben-David and his tech person arrived on time and we made our way to Robert’s office. All I could do was watch and listen as the computer geeks spoke their special language.Ten minutes after the programs were installed, the phone was unlocked and the pass code changed to a simple one 12345.An hour later I had four copies of four printouts from Diya’s phone. One was mine, one was Roberts, one was for Ben-David and the other was for the task force.The phone kept the call logs for days. One was. Thirty-two thousand feet at five hundred and eighteen miles per hour flashed through his mind, and a new map popped up in his mind's eye.He gulped and looked around nervously. He shouldn't be able to know this information, but the flight map was pretty cool. He examined it closely before quietly telling it to go away."Got anything good to read over there?" asked Mr. Piotrowski."Let me check," Scott replied as he dug through the seatback.When they landed at Chicago's O'Hare airport, there was.