“But Paula wants to talk to you.”Pete gave his son a quizzical look, but the client is the boss and when the boss wants to talk to you, you talk t... her. So Pete knocked on the back door. Paula answered quickly.“Hey Pete,” she said, inviting him in. “Julie knows something’s up, but I don’t think she knows it has anything to do with a treehouse. I think she thinks she’s being moved into the attic.”Paula led Pete down a hallway and stopped in front of two doors, one on each side.“I wouldn’t ask. The steering column had broken just as it was supposed to, and that had saved her life so that she could burn to death. Her clothes were burning by now, and she was wearing something made of nylon which was melting and dripping on her bare skin. There was no doubt that she was in agony.Well, I couldn’t stand there and let her burn to death, so I grabbed the steering column and used my TK to help me pull it from the car. That freed the girl enough that I was able to remove her from the car. The. " It's all your's."I smiled, he moaned from the touch. I bent down, placing my mouth around him. I slowly bobbed up and down his shaft, rubbing his balls in my hands.He ran his fingers through my hair, "Oh, you're so good at this."I smiled at him through my eyes, letting him know I was enjoying this myself.He started to ooze precum, and could since he was nearing an end. I bobbed a little faster, he held my head down, and burst his load into my mouth.I crawled back up, kissing him as I laid on. The Navy people were standing at the door so I waved them in just as the computer announced that it had files.There were five files, one for each boat. Each file had the cameras from each of the twelve crewmen.We watched as the Iranians approached, jockeyed into position and then slammed into the side of four of the JBG boats with a six man boarding party on the stern.It wasn’t much of a battle; my men did not hesitate to open fire and continue until the Iranian boats were sinking. The Iranian.