For forty-thousand dollars, I hired a team of forensic auditors to dig to the very end of their network of lies and find me the real truth. They perfo...med beautifully, and once they found the faintest trail, they followed it into the bowels of the enemy, uncovering things that I bet those low-life’s didn’t even know about their operations.In the end it was obvious.The trail led right to the heart of their syndicate, and once I took them apart from the center out, they would be weakened to the. . There was an older guy sitting on a bench, as I approached him he passed the time of day and offered me the spare seat on his bench. His newspaper was casually spread across his lap, we very quickly got into conversation about all kinds of things, he was quite a touchy feely kind of person. First my knee then my thigh, not too suggestive, then I noticed his newspaper had slipped slightly off his groin. His penis was showing from below the paper, he saw me notice this, he made no attempt to. I opened the door wide."Hello, James," cheerfully greeted Mrs Leighton. She was dressed to kill, but it was her words that I was more fearful of. "Er Hello, Mrs Leighton," I welcomed, as my body became shot through with adrenaline. "I've come to see your Mother," she explained with a malicious smile. A smile she knew that would have my mind saturated with fear. I stood transfixed with racing thoughts of the horrors she could torment me with. "Well, aren't you going to let me in?" she. The driver went on to describe when he first met her she was but a teenage girl, advanced for her years, a body to die for and an appetite for men and sex.They were on a stud farm and she worked as a stable girl, with a particular penchant for always watching the stallions mount the mares, and on that particular day, in front of three men, she gave a crude running commentary, leaving the men slightly embarrassed, but sexually stimulated.She knew what she was doing, and reached in feeling the.