But the worse short term impact would have been on Abby, Cathy, Cindy and Candy. Her constant whine of how this was wrong and we were doing the wrong ...hing would have started to crack them. And we can't afford that to happen if we are going to keep the lifeboat afloat." Margaret replied"You think she could have done that?" Carol asked."You are the lawyer. Imagine how effective repetitive and constant commentary like that would be here, much less a courtroom?" Margaret asked.Sitting back and. When I return, she will pretend she is not focused on him, and I will ask her who he is…I will introduce myself to him and make simple conversation. We will all have a drink together and to her it will seem like he and I are becoming friendly.He will invite her and I over to “his” house for some late night drinks/partying. I will accept his invite, much to her surprise, while she is likely salivating thinking of the monster black cock he must be packing. She and I will take “his” address and. I crossed thru the dining room to the hall. The music was coming from the back bedroom. Alarm clock, I tought. How wrong I was. Bending over in front of the mirror was their son Tim. What amazed me even more was that he had a rather large dildo moving in and out of his ass. He was oblivious to the fact that I was there. He was vocal saying, "That's right daddy fuck my ass. I love your big cock in my boyhole. Do it harder. Please, daddy do me harder."Picking my jaw up from the floor. . I think it hit her particularly hard because I just got back.”Blake only shrugged dejectedly as he settled himself into his seat, forcing his mind back to the briefing.“Time to get started,” a Navy Commander ordered from the podium in a rough, gravelly voice. “I am Commander Ed Murphy, the wing leader for Space Fighter Wing One, also known as SFW1. My credentials are the reason I was placed in charge of SFW1. I am a certified test pilot and have flown test flights with three different prototype.