"Oh, um, hi Dr. Jordan," she said, disoriented as the nanites went to work on her brain and nervous system. "Can I help you?" Yes. Can you get me a wi...ner?" he asked.Her eyes went wide with a new found obsession. The obsession-nanites bombarded her with one thought--her love of wieners. Meanwhile, the nympho-nites were making her horny as hell."Molly loves wieners!" she exclaimed, and grabbed a big pack of hotdogs from the fridge and started liking them, swallowing them, rubbing them all over. He had to be at least 6' 3" or taller and was a no-nonsense brute of a bull. Looking at his forearms, there was no way one of his big hairy arms could fit through the opening of the gloryhole, no damn way! Anyhow, we made eye contact as he looked at me, cum drooling down my chin, on the char with my panties halfway down my thick thighs. With one move, he picked me up by the waist and stood me upright. In my heels I was still tiny in front of him. This guy was in no mood for gloryhole only. And so… I’m running to keep Jack Lewis from doing to the State what he did to the SBI… and to clean up the SBI in the next four years before I retire.’ Stockton nodded, accepting the explanation. He did not know that it was only partly the truth. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ‘Who in the hell put that out there?’ asked Jack Lewis. ‘I mean… didn’t you guys know that the Iron Crowbar could check the veracity of that data? Even if the Media wasn’t going to? Hell, especially if the Press wasn’t. "Switch!"Everybody found themselves working in a counter clockwise fashion. It seemed to be the least confusing for everybody concerned. Of course, some people needed to be skipped when they were partners, but that was easy and consistent.Jackie was next. I told her the same thing I told Jill about attempting the rouse the dead. Jackie was happy to just hug and kiss, but she whispered to me at one point, "I'm sorry about Steve. I didn't know he was such an asshole."Actually, Steve's behavior.