His old handle, from the days before he was caught, was BitTwiddler.He spent the next five days going through the computers of the department of trans...ortation trying to figure out what was going on. He was caught in a dilemma. He needed to report something or they’d become suspicious, but he wasn’t ready to let them know what he found. There was something about what he’d found that was tweaking the back of his mind.He reported that he’d found some kind of ad hoc cloud computing environment. ’ ‘Oh that’s a hard one. Those logs are huge!’ ‘Yeah you have to write a script. It would take you a year to do it by hand.’ We got up and went to the table where her computer was so she could start writing on the scripts. She got really enthused and we talked until about four in the morning. We talked a lot but I made her write the script herself. It frustrated her because each time she finished I asked about something else the script should do.’ At one point she asked, ‘Why don’t you just. " She gave a knowing smile, as if we were two friends sharing a secret.I now understood what she meant, having had experienced this many times with the men I had dated. Too often I found that after they came, I was left hanging not having achieved my orgasm yet, while they were either snoring, reaching for a cigarette, or hopping out of bed to grab a beer. I'm not sure if this was a reflection of all men, or just the ones I dated."Yes, they do tend to be like that, I know," I said, smiling back. .long ropes of hot cum splattered all over her face...each man stroking their throbbing cock and shooting cum all over her face... They fought with their cocks for clean up with her mouth.Kristy said Yes, give it to me...more...rub my clit, rub my clit, finger my pussy, finger my ass... The men gave her what she wanted... Kristy squirted like a fountain. She could not believe how intense her orgasm was while she squirted...it was heaven. The man who had fucked Kristy's pussy called on his radio.