“But we haven’t found any evidence to lead us to one. If you have a theory then I would be glad to listen.”McKinsey sighs heavily and shakes his...head. “It has to be someone in a high position. He or she is doing a good job at hiding their tracks too.”“If that’s the case, then it will be hard to find him,” Strandon says, not allowing any emotion to betray him. “It may...”“We are under attack,” McKinsey interrupts, raising his voice. “I want this person found. Do whatever it takes. There are too. Im not sure when or how it came about I just started realizing that if I smelled the sweet scent of a womans foot I would get aroused, even before I was old enough to cum I realized this..The first foot encounters I can remember was when I was about 8 or 9 yrs old my mother worked nights so we always had a babysitter.. Most of the time my mother would work until the wee hours of the morning like 3 or 4 am which meant the babysitters would either sleep over or fall asleep until my mother came. It was enough that once she was absorbed into the company culture that her bosses could show her off as proof that the phone was an essential and indispensable part of a modern life style. And show her off they did!The company premises were a purpose built facility set in parkland on the bank of the wide river that passed through their pleasant town. Given the need to guard against any intrusion that might threaten the integrity of their product it was a gated site with robust security measures. “Just my mom.”“When you were little.”“Not really. When Dad’s off at one go his church conferences, sometimes we play strip poker.”This she didn’t expect to hear. The McCalls had been their neighbors for years and it had never crossed her mind, Joyce playing poker, much less that kind of poker, with her son, What if when Howard was also away, she and Ronald were invited to join them. As the boys would likely put on hats, it would only be fair for their mothers to start with scarves. They’d have.