She sped theentire way to Edna's apartment, making sure she got there as soon aspossible. She carried the jug of her own breast milk, which was almost...halffull. When she did enter, she found Edna wearing a leather corset."So slave, tell me, how was your weekend?" Agonizing. I couldn't stand being away from you for so long." Well then, why don't you get a bit more comfortable?"That was all Marge needed, she quickly shed off every garment of clothing,except her butt plug."Eat me out" was all Edna. Bill took the lead and immediately went over to her, opened her robe, pulled her bra down and began sucking on a nipple. Frank began sucking on the other nipple. Steph was so turned on from thinking about this all day that her pussy started to drip as soon as the two guys began working on her nipples.Steph didn't wait long before motioning Sean to unhook her bra. While he did so, Bill and Frank continued to attend to her nipples. As Sean unhooked her bra, Steph slithered out of it, and Sean. Then I checked my e-mail and found messages from Mark, Jem and Lisa in amongst the spam. All the messages were asking the same things. Where was I? What was I doing? Was I okay?I stared at the phone for a moment, then pulled my arm back and hurled the damn thing into the sea. I didn’t see it land. I didn’t hear the splash. But it was gone, and that was what mattered. Maybe now, I’d be left alone.I screamed at the night once more and fell to my knees. Why wouldn’t she leave me alone?I don’t know. I'd used this approach because I'd deemed it too dangerous and difficult to do a sight blob search of the CIA's huge head office.Doing checks on their cars' plates at a police station had narrowed that further and had given me many of their addresses and occupations. It'd been easy to check their homes to see who was carrying around a fingerprint-secured phone. Unfortunately no one was.Further database searches, using a CIA database and facial recognition software this time, had given me much.