The spit dried up. Now, it's time for the real fun!" How?" I asked. He just smirked at me. The same smirk I fell in love with. Seth reached down to hi... pants and pulled out a small bottle. It looked like a lube bottle to me. He popped it open and squirted some in his hands rubbing it around his palms the applying the clear liquid to his shaft. Once it was all nice and lubed, he motioned me over. "C'mere." He said. I did and he opened my ass cheeks, lubing up my hole too. His hands were gentle. There may not be any angry music playing, but I can tell you're upset." I'm fine, I'm—" Give it up, sweetheart."She slumped back. "You're right. I'm—I don't know. I'm furious and I'm upset and I don't know what to do. I hate it."Brody covered her hand with his for the rest of the ride and waited until they were back in his apartment before saying anything else. "Want to talk about it?" There's not much to talk about. Evan told Dad he doesn't want to go pro, so naturally it's all my fault and so. I have suggested they set up a private company to exploit this commercially, along with a trust fund for them as a conduit for utilising the cash generated. What would you think of such a scheme?"The officer thought for a moment, then responded, "Sounds sensible. They might as well have themselves a source of funds for whatever they fancy spending it on and a company exploiting new patents is ideal for them. Have you thought about who should head up this company?" Nope." Said Bob. "It was just. Diana squatted down so that she could examine the skull closely, carefully running her finger over two lines in it. One ran from between the eye sockets to the back and the other was perpendicular, running across the skull. I could see they bisected directly in the top centre. She murmured, ‘Fucking Hell,’ then patted her pockets and asked, ‘Has anyone got a magnifying glass?’ I raced back to our tent and grabbed one from a crate in the corner, returned and handed it to Diana. I didn’t know.