She was simply tired and not over served early thatmorning. Tracey to her credit was almost a teetotaler. She could nursea single beer for almost an h...ur.On the way home road hypnosis hit her really hard. Suddenly awakingfrom her trace, she radically swerved her car. Unfortunately for Traceythis abrupt swerving did not go unnoticed by a Maryland State Trooper.Soon the quick siren blared at her and the police car's, "bubble gummachine", lights from behind went off indicating to her to pull. His mother. Sasha.Sasha POV-“Who knew Jason knew how to pick pussy so we’ll, to bad it’s mine now” She said proudly. “Mine to break, mine to fuck, mine to impregnate whenever I want!!” Sasha said, with a mad grin across her face.Her fat balls slapped Amanda’s booty for hours, even after Jason arrived.“Oh fuck, look who arrived, my pathetic son Jason” she said not stopping her matting for a second.“But... Why mom?” He said, on the brink of tears.“Because your weak and unmanly, I mean you. "Lovely Jeanette," he'd said. "Sweet girl. Darling, beautiful, darling. Precious girl. I love you." Bob?" I'd asked."I'm right here. You're in my arms. You are safe and loved." And I was. My panic ebbed. He tried to be comforting, but there was an underlying smugness; he thought that I had had a climax. The real, frightening, truth was that the climax had had me. The pleasure had been real, but the fright had been much greater. Having another person there had compounded the fright, although. ”The CIA agent walked into the room and announced, “The Stryker is here.”I told Jack, “Listen, we’re taking a Stryker to the bomb makers building to see if anything is left after we shelled the hell out of the building.”Jack asked, “Who the hell is this we?”I laughed and said, “Me and the CIA agents of course. We’ve become good friends. I’ll give you a call when or if I decide anything.”I put down the mike, called the radio operator back into the room and left with the CIA agents.I met George.