I carried my cell phone in the canary since I never went far from home. There was a chance I might need to say my last goodbyes.I mention this because...we had messages waiting for us after out three hours fishing expedition. Mine was from the warehouse man I had spoken to that morning. I really hadn't expected him to call so quickly, but I was on a roll."Miss Porter, I spoke with my dad and he would like to sit down and discuss our property on Bayview street," the voice on the phone message. She winced, for his hands were grasping and kneading her sore and bruised bottom cheeks as he pounded mercifully into her dripping slot. Her bottom felt wonderful. She felt wonderful. She had reached the comfort of home. And now he was stoking her fire and the heat over came her time and time again. Each climax building on the last as she was fucked into oblivion. Beside her, Prudence waited. Watching. Watching her husband fuck another woman with all the passion he did her when they were alone.. We are several minutes out. What's the situation?" You guys are quick. Can you see our map?" Yes." Good. We are pretty certain we were visited earlier by at least twelve intruders. Currently they are heading toward this ravine." As Adam spoke, he highlighted the map to indicate the areas. "Can you do a low level recon of the area? Based on the information we have, I would suspect that there is at least one cruiser in the ravine, and probably two." Okay, beginning a run now."Those in An Clochán. What hurt me the most however apart from my wife's infidelity, was the fact that if I was reading this report correctly I was just a pawn. Nothing more than collateral damage in a power struggle between two men that started years ago.Having the answers gave me no relief. In fact I was certain that I would become a target if Sandman figured out that I knew everything. There is no doubt given this report that he would kill me if he got wind of my knowledge.The report detailed everything from his.