I told the deputies that I had seen the plane early Saturday afternoon when I had flown the 172 for an hour. When I left, the 172 was in front of the ...08 and would have had to be moved in order to get the 208 out of the hangar. There should be prints on various parts of the plane. I also mentioned that since both of our log books had been tossed out of the stolen airplane, there might be prints there too.The deputies called for a crime scene team to go over everything for prints. I explained. Well for me it’s the best job in the world. I got the camera flashgun as a reward for saving a gypsy you see the flashgun is special whoever is caught in it slips into a hypnotic trance. Of course, my life hasn’t always been this awesome for most of my career I was stuck taking baby photos and taking advantage of the odd MILF and I was happy with that. Until one agent made a mistake that’s when my adventures began.The Photoshoot Part 1: Maisie Williams.It had been a quiet day when my buzzer. My body had told me that this time had come by becoming sexually aroused daily in his presence to the point where it became difficult to converse with him or read my book near him. I could only hope that he felt the same way and that we would cross that boundary during the weekend. But my pussy was insisting that it wanted me to include him in my fantasy that night. And it had to be a specific favorite fantasy. Not the romantic fantasy where I toyed myself to the edge of orgasm several times. No sense fighting with myself and no sense allowing it to affect my attitude.Now starting high school all over again did get me down. Try as I might, there was no way to look forward to insecure guys, trying to one up each other to get a girl's attention, crummy food in the cafeteria and untalented teachers attempting to put in their time until retirement. None of it appealed to me but the circumstances that saved me from dying in my Toyota landed me here and this was my life, so whining.