News at six and eleven. What’s up?”Everybody seemed to straighten up and lean forward. “Grim, this is Special Agent Delahoye of the FBI, and thi... is Special Agent Hughes from Homeland Security.” He pointed first at the woman and then at the man. “They’re out of their Atlanta offices, and they are here to see you.”“Me?”“Yes. Thank you for coming in,” said Delahoye. Hughes didn’t say anything, but they both reached out and shook hands with me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you again.”I looked at her. From here you can see the stone patio as it wraps around the pool. Privacy trees surround the whole area. Its beautiful. You realize the sofa is positioned perfectly for the view. You walk over for a better view before you realize what you’re doing. “Wow, it’s so beautiful,” you say almost under your breath. “A very nice view.” You turn around and are strangely self conscious. He is smiling at you. You are wearing yoga pants and a sports bra with a tight workout Tee over top. You have had. Parker actually knew about the names and revelled in them. She was tough, but fair. She ran the sorority with an iron fist. She had gotten pregnant, when she was twenty-two and in college, to a loser one-night stand and she sure as hell wasn't going to let that happen to one of her girls. And, for the past ten years, she had an almost perfect record. Sure she had a couple of girls who had got knocked up, but they were quickly and quietly shuffled out of the sorority. Ms. Parker's sorority also. She reached down and grabbed my underwear and began wiping me off. “you have more underwear and socks with stains in them than I can count. I am sure these have been used for this before so I may as well do it again.” she wiped me about as good as she could and then put some more lubricant in her hand and began rubbing my dick with it again. My dick, which had barely begun to drop, sprang to attention again.She got on the bed, on her knees and told me to get behind her. “stick your dick in the.