All comments and criticisms are welcome. I do hope you enjoy thisstory. Spazz A token story by Jean Rea All rights reservedSunday 2... March, 2005"Good morning Judith and Angie, I've made some mods to the vocorder.Heeheehee" "Ummm I still need to work on the laugh function, I guess." Gee boss I guess so. That sounded like that old kids video "The Iron Giant" Angie Blackwell you should be ashamed of your self, this is the first time Tony has had the heuristic neural interface. Even their moles have class. They introduced themselves as Assistant Director Skinner (I so wanted to introduce myself as Agent Mulder, but knew better.), and Agent Johnson. Obviously not his real name. Which means they were keeping secrets. "Good morning Agent... Kask, is it?" Said Skinner, reading from a file."Yes Sir." I said rising to greet them. "Actually it's Jack Kaskowski, but I settle for Kask. Good old fashioned Polish name." Good. We'll let's get right to the point, shall we."Nah, I. His other hand reached to my pussy and his middle finger traced my wet slit up and down, he looked into my eyes and asked “oh my god jaanu you are dripping here, are you thinking of madhu?” he asked with a smile on his face, I pinched his ass cheek and said “don’t talk like that, I never think of anyone other than you”. His face glowed with happiness. Actually ahmed was right my thoughts were hovering around madhu and his presence right in next bed room.hubby went down kissing my belly and then. ‘But I didn’t know how to tell you. I was so ashamed of my youthful mistakes. I was so worried what you’d think of me. And so, I made up the story about your father so you would be thinking of good things, not my shortcomings and I … I lied to you. And I am ashamed again. I lied and I wish I could crawl into a hole and disappear. I am so sorry, so very, very sorry. When Mom had finished her story, I wrapped her in a hug that was not as big as the lump in my throat. I held her tighter than ever,.