It wasn't exactly prepared by the CIA. As far as I knew it would only hold up, if they called my supposed bother. If they could get access to the mili...ary files I doubted that Karen Smith would show up. Of course the cops said the military connection would hold, but they would say that.The connection came with a trip outside Stoneville. Since I could created a fishing pole with line for next to nothing, I collected the pieces to make one. I had begun to fish in County Seat's water supply, so I. T." Sindy said."Does B.T. stand for anything?" I asked."Sure does," she replied. " It's short for a "Booby Trap". Prettyclever, huh?" She chuckled a bit and then raised her glass."Bottoms up!" Yeah . . . bottoms up." I said as we clicked glasses.After a few more minuets of talking, it finally seemed like Sindywas getting to the point. My patience was wearing thin. After all .. . I was hardly interested in having an intellectual conversationwith her. All I wanted to do was find out about. I ran my tongue up along the slit. I felt a pleasant shock. I went mad with lust. My tongue probed inside her cunt. At the same time I unfastened her Bra hooks and she co operated with me to remove the bra. I was feeling her breasts and pinching her nipples. My face was focused on her pussy and my hands were playing too hard with her nipples. I was squeezing her nipples like tuning an old radio. Her body was responding to my hands. She kiss on my cheek n ask slowly dabao. Her legs became wider. "And you've given that gift to them all for the last thirty years. Just like some folks can't afford to give their children gifts on Yule, or find the time to make them, you can't afford the price of your gift this year." Speaking a word of command and tapping her cane on the ground, Marta summoned up a magical disk of light directly behind Nicholas. He allowed her to help him sit on it, so she could use it to get him back in the house.His shoulders slumping, Nicholas lamented, "Those younguns.