I packed one of the PVC pipe bombs and one of the green surgical masks and a pair of vinyl gloves inside the small book bag.Gray and I pulled his car ...nto the county sheriff’s parking lot at almost 11AM. I got out of the FBI’s idea of an undercover car and entered the building. I wore the bag past a deputy with a metal detector wand. I went up to the chief’s office. I stood in the outside receptionist office. I explained to her exactly who I was, so that Captain ass hole would know it was. It was a decent sized firm with over thirty employees. She was a secretary that answered the phones and did some of the accounting work. She said she loved her job.The company worked with her so that she was always there for the kids to help them off to school. Her mom would come over when the kids returned home from school. Shannon would be home usually by five o'clock or so. She started out working three days a week, but eventually worked five.It was working out quite well. I would get up. , falling both in the water . trying to get ourself on the shore , thank god we had inflatable life vest or i woudnt have made the swimno cell phone nothing , we walk for most of the 2nd half of the day until we met a road, not wanting to stay outat night forever we decided to eacj take a side and first who see any life woud get back on the road to pick the otheron top of it it was getting dark with no watch or phones it was hard to tell how late it wasi think i cried when i saw a car. Justine had her thumb and forefinger wrapped around my cock and she peeled back my foreskin until her hot mouth was rhythmically slidding up and down the head of my dick. I moaned, completely out of control and slid my hand down Justines back and under her jeans and knickers, to the top of her ass. At this point, my wife had shouted at Justine in reality. This time, I controlled her reaction. Instead of shouting, Claire walked into the room and sat down next to Kevin. The two of them watched.