At the same time, I couldn't be sure, but I seriously suspected that Tracy not only knew that I was looking, but that she was enjoying my attention. M...re than on one occasion I wondered what her reaction would be if I touched her breasts or butt and allowed my hands to linger. Something in the back of my mind told me that she would not be against that."Well, okay, I guess," I answered in a somewhat shaky voice, and as I said that our eyes met, and although my daughter still had that look of. ?Get your ass out of here, broad,? snarled killer.With that I whirled back around and tried to think what the appropriate reaction should be.?Well excuse me,? I said and with that I turned and walked off trying to give the impression of being in a huff.The truth was I was trembling with fright and totally confused. What was the Club Gigi monster doing with the Feds? It was no accident for they knew him by name. My mind was churning in bewilderment as I tried to make sense out of what I had just. It had to be reinvented as the old technology mapped locations using GPS signals which were now non-existent. Our reinvented FLIR was limited to working off of coordinates supplied by our aircraft's inertial gyro and magnetic compass in place of those GPS signals. No longer having GPS had made all of the pre-collapse FLIR pods with their racks of printed circuit cards so much scrap. The readings from our reinvented FLIR were only a little less accurate in the end but did require occasional. I vaguely heard the announcer onstage saying “I think we have a winner!” He helped me to my feet as the audience cheered and threw more cash at me. After a few minutes, the manager escorted me backstage to his office. I was still trembling from the thrill of what just happened, and I was nude and covered in sweat and champagne. The manager said, “Wow. That was great. Thanks for showing up.”“Thanks for letting me dance,” I said. I was crazy with lust, so I started to fondle his cock through his.