It took a few minutes to copy the contents of Mike'shidden files onto the flash drive. He then opened Mike's Outlook folderand downloaded all of his ...mail contacts. He removed the flash drive andsmiled evilly to himself.He shut down the programs he was running and returned Mike Harris'scomputer to the same state that he had found it in and then logged off.Brian would be having words with Mike Harris; but he hadn't quite decidedwhat he was going to with him yet.That evening and all of the next. Heat teased along the hood of her clit. Teeth nipped at her mound. She wanted more—nearly desperate—but his hips shifted away. The fight to keep him seated in her throat was a losing one, even with her hands clenched at his cute cheeks. Ehma grumbled as the head left her lips with the pop of a wet kiss. “You want daddy to eat this pussy?”Another weird kink of his. One he would have to earn. “I want you to eat it.”“Eat what?”“This pussY,” she gasped as he bit her clit. The thought of him leading. We ran the perimeter a few times and talked about where to put the buildings and where to extend the fence to. We also talked about the entrances to the underground areas and storage site. We finished up our run and I reminded Jenny the barn and corral will be up tomorrow and she needed to find horses. She came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek, then ran inside."Seems like you have quite a following Casper," Jessica said."Who told you about that name? It's been a long time since I. I scowl at Bernie and swear, "Shit Bernie, do you remember the last time I had my period?"The gears begin to turn again in his head, he returns my scowl and says, "Damn Liz, I don't remember, you don't think you're..."I interrupt, " ... yeah Bernie I might be! No wonder I've been so hungry - we need to stop by a drugstore and pick up a pregnancy test."Bernie whistles, "Damn, we might need to move up the wedding."I agree, "Yeah, unless you want a pregnant bride with a big stomach."Bernie hugs me.