All of the buckshot missed, but it sure made a mess of the surface of the door. Okay, I hoped that I had just made my last stupid mistake.I poked the ...ommy Gun through the doorway and swept it about waist high around the left half of the room. I heard his reaction when I hit the guy who had shot at me. Among other things, the shotgun clattered when it hit the floor. I also heard the characteristic noise of a limp body hitting the floor. Now I felt that it was safe to step all the way through. I remove my gloves and stuff them in a back pocket. I whip out my cock and piss away. After all, what’s another pint of piss in the hay? I’m the one who has to shovel it up.With cock in hand, my mind wanders to what happened at lunch and, sure enough, I start to get a boner. When I have finished pissing, my cock is semi-hard. I look at it, watching it grow, and I decide to treat myself. I’ll jerk off. I go into the tack room where the floor is dry. Myra would not be impressed if my clean pants. You know very well that is impossible.”“Yes, Sir. That is why I flagged it as an anomaly.”“Very well. I fail to see how an obvious glitch in our sensing programs could be a threat to our national security, but it certainly does appear to be some sort of glitch, so keep an eye on it and and have someone look for similar glitches in other parts of the scan. Contact me immediately when new information becomes available.”“Yes, Sir. Our surveillance satellite is in a 90-minute orbit. If the island. He spotted her almost the instant he came in, standing on the far side of the room, looking somewhat lost in her thoughts as she stared up at a stunningly crafted ocean scene so skillfully painted one almost felt as if they were standing on a beach…but the painting itself was just an afterthought for Justin, who paused inside the door to look at the young woman who seemed oblivious to the world that surrounded her. From the distance, he could see she wasn’t tall, no more than five two or three,.