"Is that what happens? Then those papers in the supermarkets make it seem like those people were taken by aliens?"Laugherty had a hard time not having...a mischievous smile run across his face. As soon as it almost appeared, it was gone."You might just have something there. Downs, would you like to investigate that? No? Somehow I didn't think so," he said without giving Downs a chance to answer.Going on, he continued, "What you brought up, though, brings me to another point. I'd prefer you didn't. Sir?”Ignoring her, she stood up and walked over towards me but stopped at the side of the lounge chair. Bending over she waved her hand in front of my face to see if I was awake or not. I closed my eyes to a squint so I could still watch her but not let her see me eyes open. Not getting any reaction from me she leaned over and put her hand on my thigh and wiggled it very lightly to try and stir me awake. But I just stayed there still maintaining my fake sleeping. With her hand still on my thigh. .. like you. You are hard, aren't you, Max?" "Oh god, Yes!" How much does Brintel get to see?" "At least this much, Honey. But he is my employer, and we do need the job. So, some times I let him see more. Do you think I should let him see my tits like this." Asia opened her blouse completely and pulled down her bra. Both luscious globes thrust outward. "Would it make you angry if I let Mr. Brintel see my naked tits? Or would it make you hot to know I've taken them out for. He could move into the furnished apartment, anytime he wanted. He was to show up to work, Monday morning.For the past year and a half, Marcus' situation had improved. The new treatment he had been receiving was working, and he felt good. He had saved some money for a house, started dating again, and basically looked forward to waking up in the morning. He was rebuilding a real life.There were still some legal problems over the gunfight, but he had a good lawyer that Carl had found for him..