It was that last 10% that was going to be annoying since individually each part seemed to work as expected, but collectively it broke. Glancing at the...clock I realized that I'd already wasted 10 minutes. Come on, you said 10-15 minutes, now let's finish this.Odd as this may sound, fixing this program had now taken on a whole new meaning. After committing myself to a certain deadline, to Helen no less, there was no way I was going to let some stupid coding error defeat me. Leaning back in the. Throw up.Byron was so shook up that he didn't notice the car that followed himfrom the club to the party with the other members of the club.As Byron told the story of the attack to the others, Jamie circulatedthrough the crowd and followed the instructions he had been given bythe WHC, within fifteen minutes of his arrival everyone of the basher'sdrinks had been spiked with a Micky Finn.Five minutes later Jamie was the only one not sound asleep. Eventhought he was in a hypnotic stupor. When the. He possessed me, took over my soul just as he did for months prior in our chats and phone exchanges. Not often can someone give themselves to another so freely and completely, but I was his. Consumed, defenseless..he figured me out the very first time my body shook in climax, an easy target I was and he knew it. More so, I knew it and that made his job much easier I am sure. In my mind I was just hoping I was living up to his expectations. Never before have I felt so greedy, never before. ..” He said, “I do believe that we had a little deal.” He stroked her puffy pussy lips as he spoke, probing them and gently teasing them open with an index finger. “Mmm,” Maz moaned, bringing her hand down between her legs, fingers finding her clit. “Oh no you DON’T, Naughty tart!” He swatted her hand away. “I’m going to take care of this.” He moved around until he was directly behind her, not stopping in the assault of her cleft. She sighed, raising her bottom towards him. He took hold of.