.. I got home to what I thought was an empty house, but the smell of cigarette smoke drew me to the basement, and as I enterd the movie room there wa... Heather, sitting on a bar stool up at the bar smoking a cigarette and having a drink. she took a big drag and slowly exhailed a large plume of smoke over her tightly pulled back red hair, licked her lips and said.."about time you got home, we have things to deal with ....HONEY" I answered "You smoke?.." "yes when it suites my. “Hi Daddy,” She replied as he enjoyed his first taste of her offering.She lifted her legs as his mouth explored her holes. His tongue licked and probed. Swirled and thrusted. Her moans encouraged him to flick his tongue quickly, then slowly licking her backside as his finger entered her and caressed her g spot. His thumb massaged her clit sporadically to get her over the edge. She rewarded him with her juices cascading down his chin.Like a creature on the prowl, he looked in her eyes and. ?I did,? Renfro said. ?We have files on two very promising candidates,Heather, and I?d like you and Jenna to get started on researching them assoon as you?re able.??We?ll have something for you by tonight, then,? Heather said, taking thetwo file folders from the doctor?s hand. ?Should I have Jenna make contact???Not yet,? Renfro said. ?I want Joshua to get acquainted with the processfor these. Show him how you do your research, the methods you use to gatherinformation and determine. Sandra Atkins didn't exist. Just ask anyone in Washington; chances are they'll tell you they've never heard of her. Poke around enough of the darker closets and you may encounter someone who does know her. You may also become part of an urban myth.Sandra Atkins was one of those people that kept conspiracy theorists up at night not sleeping in a bunker instead of the house. You've heard of 'Cloak and Dagger'? Somewhere in Washington there is a closet in which Sandra Atkins passes out daggers to.