Lieutenant, Sergeant, do you own this computer yourselves?’ Upon receiving an affirmative, Crane continued: ‘With your permission, I’d like to l...ok at the site. Our computer experts may be able to find ways to identify the… person who designed it. Miss Gibson,’ this to Carol, ‘I know I will be accessing your private accounts. You may refuse permission to me at any time.’ ‘Officer Crane, I’m a detective,’ Pat told him. ‘I keep a stack of consent forms in my desk. It will save a great deal of. Four melons. I scratched off Cantaloupes.I was going to the refrigerator for the melons when it hit. Kit and Alice screaming. Alice was sending the orgasm file to everyone. The second blast hit and then Mary WE went and stopped it. Kit was panicked and called mom 911. I caught a glimpse of mom running to her car in her bath robe. She was caring her "doctor bag." Mom left our driveway warp 10.Then I heard M. Fran call. I let her know I was in the kitchen and I would be right there. I could feel. "I didn't expect this and I used the last of my money to take the boys on the boat to Boblo and the only credit card I have with me is maxed out."I told her that there was no way I was going to leave her to sleep in the airport, "Dan would kill me if he found out I was here and didn't help you. Besides, I was expecting this to happen and to beat the rush I already called the Ramada and reserved two rooms."The rooms turned out to be adjoining and after we had settled in I took her and the boys. I slid the window down a few inches. “You wanna have some fun?” She gasped her request in a winded voice. “Uh. . .No,” I mumbled flatly, pissed at the sudden intrusion and the car horns blaring as the traffic began to creep forward. “Please let me in, Mister,” she pleaded. There was something in her voice – perhaps the desperation, or perhaps the innocence that compelled me to flip up the lock as I eased the car forward slowly. “Thanks,” she offered and smiled weakly. “Ten dollars for a blow.