Their inestimable loss.But, even so - and my irritation aside - I can never afford to let eventhe niggling annoyances of the Whitehats pass unpunished...The Syndicate is based on loyalty, and if an underling is disloyal, thensteps must be taken.I knew who had blown my cover. I'd known of his treachery all along - itamused me to toy with his ham-fisted schemes, his inept 'espionage' ofour organisation.But now he would have to be taught a lesson, have to be brought backinto line....Also it would be. "This was wrong. This was so wrong in so many ways.I checked the date again to make sure I got the right day. I was absolutely sure that this was the day you forced yourself on me. It's not something I could just forget or get wrong. This was the day that changed my life and our relationship forever!So... Why wasn't it being played out just like I remembered it?Something was wrong... And I couldn't understand how or why.I sat still, hiding outside the window for what must have been hours,. "Your alarm cock woke me up," she explained with a grin, kissing the tip of my tower of flesh held gently in her hands. "It was knocking at my backdoor...".She licked up the length of my shaft. Waves of pleasure raced through my groggy body."So I thought I'd answer it," she finished stating before taking the entire length of my pole into her throat and mouth."Oh my God!" I said in a combination of a groan and gasp. Her hand was lightly rubbing my firm, cum replenished scrotum as her mouth. Meanwhile, Miranda was drowning her coffee with multiple packets of sugar and multiple packets of cream. She was slurping it down like an uncivilized cretin. It was like being under a spotlight. There were three pairs of eyes on Miranda. Jackson watched Miranda while he watched his mother. Jackson wanted to know what his mother thought of Miranda. He wanted to know if Miranda’s display of ignorance had offended her in any way. Jackson’s father watched his son and then his eyes looked toward his.