He interrupted our conversation to point out the flaw in the ID. It was a Maryland license, just like the one I was holding.I took my cell, took a clo...e up of each of the licenses and sent them to Eric's cell. Then I called the number I had for Eric's office and switched to the speaker phone."Department of Homeland Security, Director Robinson's office; you are speaking to Mable, may I help you?" Mable, this is BJ from the Island. I just sent copies of six Maryland licenses to Eric's phone. They. Looking around the kitchen, Sarah asked where her mother was."In bed, snuggled close to your dad, I guess," Kelly replied casually. Glancing at her watch she added, "It's much too early for him to be fucking her ass off."Sarah initially recoiled from Kelly's reply but immediately realized it was nothing but the truth. She persisted, though. "But she is the cook and maid. Why isn't she out here cooking?"Exasperated, Kelly just shook her head and replied, "Because I'm the one who has to go to. Bazz and Pete took off for the car and were soon back with the esky then as WW sculled her beer the rest of us grabbed a mouthful each of ours. We sometimes call Pete “The Worm” as he has a habit or worming his way close to females without them knowing [and has a dick about the size of one] and had somehow managed to lay his head on her thigh before she even noticed what he was doing. We all chatted finding out that WW had just been kicked out by her husband because she had wanted k**s and had. I studiously tried to focus my attention back on my computer screen. I glanced back up. He had a pursed-lip smile that I recognized as Simon when he perceived he had been too, too clever.“That is my life insurance policy,” he said. “If anything ever happens to me, all you have to do is look on this and you will know exactly who the villain is. You cracked my laptop, long before I gave you my password, and found lots of interesting things, but what’s on here, you can’t imagine. It’s my insurance.