It took a little longer getting Syon through security, but it was only moments before he and Ryan entered the room, too. Syon was pleasantly surprised...at the room. It felt comfortable, like a well worn slipper. He felt himself relax from his state of vigilance, brought on by dealing with all the security.At first glance, Syon was an unassuming figure. He was about five and a half feet tall, with a slight build. His black hair was thick, and his features were those of a man ranging from thirty. "Billy. What happened?" another man appeared and the sheriff started to shoot him when Harley yelled from the window, "Hey, you trashy son of a bitch." Beaudine turned and fired, but Harley was no longer there. He ducked and ran around to the side door. He saw the ambulance parked there.Beaudine had just shot one of the people who came to help him. Harley motioned to the downed man's companion to get out of the way. He slipped in the side door and made a careful, quiet trip to the chief's. It wasn’t ‘til this emperor that we had any hope of seeing them again. Now with you helping that may happen faster than expected.” A brightly smiling Sherry told Lucie.A little in shock at the praise Sherry could only shake her head. “I don’t feel I am doing anything special Sherry. It just feels like the right thing to do. Now let’s see what we can do to get the box cleaned up so we can bring it on board.”“I am beginning to decontaminate it now Miss Hartwell. It will take at least an hour. The. Boy! Yes, girl and boy. Would that be okay, daddy?”“If you want, pumpkin ... I mean mistress.” I amended, blushing even more. And feeling my cock getting mighty uncomfortable in my trousers. I don’t know exactly why. Maybe seeing my wife and daughter naked, maybe the thrill of calling Evelyn mistress. The jolt in my pants as I wondered about that, kind of answered the question.“Does that mean your mom can sleep in bed now? Do you want me to sleep on the floor instead?”“Hmmm. Yes and no. Girl.