“Can you do anything with it?” I asked out of curiosity.“It has a lot of information on Orcs and their creatures including a good few command pr...tocols which it isn’t supposed to have.”“How long till you have it all?”“Fifteen minutes. The other good news is that it’s inside their screen and permitting us to scan throughout their base.”“Be careful, we do not want them dropping a rock on us out of spite and then changing their protocols,” I warned.“We will, John. We are also planting a few. Take it as such. :) “Stacy!!!” the voice blares through the earpiece on the young girls phone. “You were supposed to be here FIFTEEN minutes ago. You KNOW the wife and I are celebrating our anniversary tonight and you need to be here on time!” the strong male voice demands. “Yes sir, I’m on my way, I got caught up with homework” she nervously replies with a tremble in her voice. Mr. Levingston always ran a short fuse but they payed her so well, it was impossible to turn down the babysitting. Claire squeezes her eyes shut with a low moan and presses her body forward, a hand grasping the table edge.Across the room, a spoon falls from the fingers of a gentleman transfixed by the tableaux before him. The sharp clatter of silver hitting china and splash of hot soup break his spell, just as Kathryn looks over. The woman seated beside him begins dabbing at the trail of tomato bisque on his shirt front, as he looks down, stammering an excuse.Kathryn watches with an amused smile, while her. “okay beta,”He said listening to her words and put his hand on her bare young skin. Moving his hand to her abdomen and slipping her skirt a bit down. He was massaging her so well that maybe she didn’t notice her lowered skirt. The devil under sheets was rising. She was laying down under the night sky with skirt up to her thighs and lowered to her exposed lower back’s cleavage.Randhir was aroused by her daughter’s beauty. He spilled some oil over her lower back and slipped his hand under her.