Clark was one of the most intelligent guy in our class, a topper, winning all the math quiz contests and always shy to talk to girls. I couldn’t bel...eve what I was seeing and couldn’t take off my eyes from his cock. It was really big and hard… even bigger than Adam’s cock. “Is he watching porn?” I thought and without making any noise I moved a little to the right so that I can look at his cell phone’s screen. I was not surprised to see my pictures on the screen, he must had taken those pictures. In the early days they were still learning, and used a lot of stopgap and experimental techniques. The manned scuba-scooters were quickly replaced by remotely controlled mini-subs. As they advanced further into Sa'arm territory it was taking too long for the crew to get back to safety. Using disposable unmanned mini-subs halved the time needed to place the explosives. The explosives themselves were also getting more sophisticated. Initially the demolition charges were replaced by larger depth. The dashboard signals, the ear phone jack that would allow someone in the rear seat to have their conversation heard, the window between front and rear seats that once closed could only be opened from the front seat. No lock knobs or handles on the rear doors wasn’t unusual. A GPS tracker wasn’t unusual either. The most notable special feature was the nozzle under the trunk. The mechanic tested it and found that the nozzle would allow someone outside the cab to put something into the cab. Quite. It appeared that the little get together in the principal's office engendered some honesty between Bailey and her father about his relationships as long as nothing happened in HER mother's home. I chose not to bring up the inherent unfairness of the position considering what Bailey did in HER mother' home. It worked for everyone involved, even the girlfriend did not want to deal with Bailey when in a year and half Bailey would be going to college and not be such a presence in her father's.