Why she persisted as long as she did, was beyond me. We both knew she wasn’t ready for anything other than a light kiss on the cheek. Given by her, ...ot by me.For me to kiss her on the cheek would cause a repulsive effect. Thankfully, my red-checkered flannel boxers were dark and hid most of the evidence. I hoped that Kate didn’t recognize the dark stain for what it was and only reacted to the bulge.There was no hope for Jude. She had to have known.What was worse was that Kate returned alone. "Come over here, you stupid little cow," John sneered. Suzi walked toward him, dazed and puzzled. "I really do love your work," he said, reaching up to stroke her face. He held up a pocket knife, let it glisten in the light, then lowered it against my wife's belly. "Much too good to have been written by an ass whore like you," he said. With his left hand, he pulled at her skirt, then sliced into the fabric with the knife. She stood, trembling and sniffling as he sliced her clothes into thin. He’d said as much though not in so many words. She was nervous, as each tick of the clock passed her belly got tenser, she tried to think of something to relieve the stress of uncertainty and only made it worse as her pussy began to seep her anxiousness to have him, face to face, flesh to flesh. She grinned as she saw him walk into the lobby through the very elevator door she had. He was old, but as she already knew in fair shape. Who was she kidding, his abs and chest muscles were defined. That meant people professionally trained by the government. Either ex-military, or ex-FBI, CIA, or NSA. I wanted and needed specially trained people. Therefore, I needed to expand my computer access, to include the military and intelligence communities.After I got firmly ensconced into our glorious military and intelligence computer systems, it was not difficult to print out a list of candidates. I decided on twenty-five candidates from each branch of service, to start out with, for security. I.