In our questioning of General Fayeez Mohammad under the Doc’s guidance and before I killed him, he gave up all the backup sites and codes that all t...e cells had. Those lists were in my office safe - four thousand miles away.‘‘Ching Lee will down in a minute,’’ I replied. I hung up on Tom and called Ching Lee.‘‘Ching Lee, open my safe. In there on the center shelf is the folder with answers from the interrogation of General Mohammed. Near the back of the folder is the list of the emergency. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to write this story. It is based on a ‘true incident’ with a lot of embellishments. All persons, names, places, events, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places, events, or descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence. That is, except for the ‘urban myth’ about a sleep walking football frat. The old man wanted to watch me with his mutts.I got down on the floor and fondled their cocks urging their penises out of their sheaths. I sucked and stroked each one delighting in the sweet musky scent and flavor of them.Then I moved onto my hands and knees letting one of them mount me from behind. He plunged into me quickly and started pounding away for dear life. Oh God, his big dick felt so good spearing into my cunt over and over again. The tightness of my pussy clenching around his. “I met him years and years ago. That was long before he was a somebody.”“Oh,” replied Amy. It surprised her how many people Harry knew.As they approached the crowd, a figure detached itself from the tables and walked towards them. The man waved and shouted, “Harry! It’s great to see you.”“Hey, Mickey!”The man came over and picked up Harry, hugging him tightly. With obvious delight, he said, “My old friend. I’m amazed that you’re here. How did you know to come here?”“Ah, I’m the date of this.