One of the people asked, “Are you one of the Intelligence 100?”Mike ignored the question and said, “I’d like everyone here to introduce themse...ves. We’re going to be working here for a long time and it would be best if we can call each other by name rather than ‘Hey you.’ I’m Mike Bowman from the CIA and supposedly I’m the supervisor here.”Joe said, “I’m Master Gunnery Sergeant Joe Dinkins from the United States Marine Corp. I’m in charge of security here.”“I’m Jim Donnelley from Naval. At this point the whole lunch line broke out laughing; no my day wasn't getting better. I said "thanks" and put the card back in my wallet.Eventually, I made it through the day; conducting one mind numbing interview after another, getting in a heated debate over some nonsensical points with the higher personnel office, and having to counsel other staff members on their performance. It was with a relief that I made it to the parking garage and got into my jeep for the hour drive. I joined with them by holding their hands and we three are dancing suddenly aunt slipped on the floor and screamed tej instead of her husband name her husband lifted her and left the dancing floor.We went to home saying take care of your leg and left to our house. On the next day when i am passing gayatri aunts home she called me tej. I said hi aunt how about your leg she said she is not fine and want to get her leg with bandage she said that her husband gave bandage and left to office in. ...Oh yeah, go deep..." Then more of the strange noise. What the hell? Gretchen knitted her brow in confusion. Before she even realized it, she was turning the knob and silently opening the door. The sight that greeted her almost gave her a stroke on the spot. Pastor Mike was on his knees in front of Tommy. Tommy's pants were around his ankles. He had both hands on Pastor Mike's graying head as the older man sucked Tommy's cock like it held the stuff of Salvation itself. The strange sound.