Besides, you can terrorize him." Yeah," grinned Kurt, "he spent his college money on that stupid hotrod, and he can't bring it with him."Jo laughed di...bolically. "The perfect punishment for an imperfect man!! We'll have to have Chione, too" Bill's Tits!!" shouted everybody.He/She/It/Whatever argued against it but, in the end, the lab rats prevailed. Bill and Chione appeared on the meadow along with a big pile of supplies. Jo grabbed Chione. The others snatched Bill and sat him on the. On the following picture she is down on all four with her fully rounded ass facing the camera. The fat man has a firm grip of her hair and it looks like he is pressing her head down to his crotch. On the last picture he's got the blonde head clutched all the way down against his loins and his grin has grown even wider.The man behind the desk turns to the next page and starts reading."The woman in the pictures is belived to be Anna Smith, also known as "Agent Hooters". She is a secret agent. I would send notes back to Church Camp who had someone write them into a magazine article. I would submit it to 'Out of The Shadows' and see if they wanted to buy it. I didn't care whether they did or not.I spent the whole week like that working on my cover. The cover was going to be the secret to the operation not turning into a blood bath. If it did there was a good chance that some of the blood would be mine.Everyday I sent and received a coded message to Church Camp. The morning I had the. If she kept dropping 300 hundred-dollar bottles, he would be out of business by March next year. - Sorry boss. The small voices seemed pleading to him. As if hoping he would put her out of her misery and give another task to manage. Damn it. He exhaled a deep breath and felt rather lightheaded. Maybe he was coming down with something. Nah. It was just Terry who was bad for business. When tonight was over, he was reassigning her and come Monday, he would start hiring new people. Meanwhile he.