"I wont ask again! Well" I thought to myself; a blowjob and getting paid for it "fuck it", "go for it" i said. Step out of the car and lean back again...t it, as i did she walked around the car with a folded blanket that she placed at my feet, maggie unbuttoned and unzipped me pulling my pants down to my knees, i was slightly apprehensive as she didn't say a word; and being in such a vunerable position is not exactly condusive to a raging boner.She looked at my shrivelled cock(it's cold, honest). "Mark had "suffered injuries" all right - he was dead! (so people believed). Was it "as a result" of the Government's actions? Mark would hardly have been in an underground, top-secret CIA lab otherwise. And the Government had already admitted their seizure of Mark Anderson had been in breach of his Fourth Amendment rights. Not to mention that there was no legal authority for his being handed over to the S&T Directorate and then the CIA for human experimentation. The Government had no defense. I walked to my study, opening the ornate door quietly and shutting it equally quietly behind me. I had asked that a fire be lit in the fireplace, and they had done as I asked.The gentle flicker of the flame highlighted the dark woodwork of the room, its shining copper ceiling gleaming in the firelight. I went to my desk, and sat in the old leather and wood desk chair I had recently had restored. I took the old Shaeffer desk fountain pen out of the holder and wrote some words on a piece of my. All cleaned up and dressed up and ready, we assembled the crowd on the front steps of Susan's porch in front of Dan's (Cindy's Dan) camera and after he focused, he stepped into the crowd behind Cindy and using a remote, snapped pictures. Yes, Susan and I were front and center, all gowned up and ready to go. I will have that picture for the rest of my life. It's a rung on a ladder, a ladder that went down into the pit when I lived with Mom, and the first rung out of the pit was the day he pulled.