MA Industries. That's me... Mark Archer. At 34, I was CEO and president of a privately held little corporation that had started out as a small tool-ma...ufacturing company twelve years ago. We had found a niche making "tilt and pan" motor mounts for home security cameras. Working hard to sell ourselves, we found a number of private investigation companies who had a need for quality surveillance equipment. Over the years, we gradually built up a solid base of customers who came to trust us to. It pays not to trust anybody in this line of business. Especially the broads." "Fuck you, Micky," she hissed, anger flaring in her eyes. "Strip," I said. She did. Slowly and sensuously she unbuttoned her jacket. She placed it on the back of the chair. She turned and stood before me and she was quite simply stunning. She wore a white blouse. The material sheer and close fitting to the perfect twin peaks of her breasts. Her nipples prominent, pushing against the softly yielding. Within minutes Ray could see all that he had done was finally starting to take root with the basic emotion changed to accept and not reject anything different. Looking around after Elizabeth withdrew Ray flew through the young females mind finally satisfied that she was about ready. Withdrawing back to Miahally's domicile Ray felt the tug of their bodies starting to strengthen, Miahally nodded as he watched all three grab hands and vanish. Strange he thought the one called Nali was looking. ”“Yes, I gathered that,” Phil said. “Seriously though, what else could they say? It isn’t like those arrogant pricks will admit they fucked up. I’m going to give you something else off the record. OK?”“Sure,” the reporter said eagerly.“I’m serious,” Phil said. “If this shows up on the web...”Phil left the rest unspoken and the reporter gulped slightly. He knew the Bartons could buy his paper in a heartbeat and put him on the obit desk.“It won’t,” he said. “You have my word on this.”Phil.