At this point, Cindi and I, now in our mid-thirties again, would pick another couple in their mid-twenties, and the cycle would begin again.“Why wou...d they agree to it, Cindi?” I challenged, “They’d end up losing ten years of their lives!”Cindi regarded me seriously. “That’s a very good question. I’ve ... I’ve thought about that too, My Lord.” She paused, making sure that she could tread that fine line, that her words would carry confident authority about her well-vetted plan, while at the same. Wanting her as much as she wanted me, my harmless kiss on her cheek became a deep passionate French kiss. Never breaking from the kiss I lifted her up clutching my hands under her firm ass cheeks. She wrapped her legs around my hips, then began dry humping me like an animal in heat. Our tongues danced together with the passionate rhythm of our heartbeats. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, I was able to break away from the kiss. But she still had her strong legs wrapped around my hips.. We would pay handsomely foryour help in clearing up government red tape.? ?What do you have in mind?? ?Whatif I were to offer you $5 million, no $6 million without Uncle Sam taking hispercentage off the top.? ?You would be willing to do that?? ?Yes.? He pressedthe stop button. ?That is recorded in video as well?so much easier to present evidence in court.? Sohere we have you falsifying your tax records for years, and then trying tocover it up by bribing an IRS employee. The real question is. Babs picked up the yellow utility belt to pass it to Batgirl, and wondered why one of the compartments was open. She couldn't remember using it recently, and never left them open, regardless. "Whatever," she mumbled to herself, and closed the lid without checking for what should have been inside, then passed it to Batgirl. Batgirl strung it around her hips, well below her waist. She sincerely hoped she would not find a use for the utility belt that evening. Babs took hold of the yellow.