It was a boring job and I hated it, but had to make money which wasn't much. All day I would go through the warehouse and count the boxes and write th...m down. The best part of the day was at the end of the day reporting to the office my papers and going through them with the company secretary.She was a few years older than I was. A bit chubby, but cute. Always had a skirt and pantyhose, lots of makeup and cleavage you couldn't get your eyes off. I loved it when she leaned over the paperwork. Unfortunately that was as far as it was going to go. Despite the widespread belief that the penis can penetrate the cervix, that’s a myth. I told him to start fucking me but to be careful about hitting bottom too hard. I told him every time he hit bottom it hurt a little but if he hit it too hard, it would hurt a lot and that would lessen my pleasure substantially. A little pain actually felt good for some reason. We fucked in that position for maybe fifteen minutes but I was afraid he might. Trapped inside of a three year old copy of Sports Illustrated, was a small envelope, and easily found inside it was a small quarter-sized object, presumably the bug. Inside the envelope was indeed a standard listening device, in current use by not only his government, but several other governments and quite a few private companies as well. Along with the bug was a small note that read, "Show me the bug when we start our conversation, Monday morning." It was signed by Colonel Price.George rolled. We ARE the same!" settled across my mind.I'd felt an attraction and love toward my daughter because she reminded me of Lindie. I'd instantly accepted her because she was part of Lindie.My Little Lindie filled a void I'd never known I'd had and now with that realization I understood. Michelle was part of me just as she was part of Lindie. Something in me that needed to be completed was linked. Another piece of the broken puzzle I'd lived with for so long fit into place.I just sat in the cab.