Dan jogged over to his computer anduploaded them."I need that story now!" Dan shouted."It's in," I said. "Give it a quick read." We don't have time. I...m sending it."I hate it when no one else proofs my articles.HEADLINE: Jessup Ready for a ShowdownDan sent everything to the presses and waited for the conformation."Okay, everyone," he said, only Jena and I were left, "Let's get out ofhere. I have a few beers waiting for me."We left out the back door. Dan dashed to his car and sped away.Standing. I stopped to watch and a cute blonde girl asked, “Can I suck you off while you watch?”“Sure. If that’s what you want?”“I want more but I’m not sure I can get naked in front of all these people.”“What more do you want?”“I heard about you in the kitchen and would love to feel that cock of yours splitting me in two.”“Would you get more points for the blow job or the fuck because I’d rather bend you over the back of the couch and we could both watch the game of twister? I don’t know if you have to. Again. It was looking as if this wasn’t going to be their year ... again.With my tummy registering full once more, I wandered back into the dining area. Sandy was leaning against a chair as she peered down at her computer. A thick black cord ran from the computer to a fat black briefcase that sat on a nearby windowsill. Was that how the data was getting from the resort to here? Some sort of microwave setup? And the computer. It must be some sort of super-duper multi-multi-processor rig to. O'Grady went into a thither when she heard this and had to be helped into a chair by Mrs. Brock. "What am I going to do Stanley? Thomas, my youngest is serving in the Abraham Lincoln Battalion. Oh Mr. Malone, I am so worried about him."It was hard to reassure her about events that were so far away and so volatile. "I know the leader of the Abraham Lincoln Battalion, by reputation, and I believe that Tom is in good hands. Also the radio said that they would only discourage Americans wanting to.