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Columbia to be exact. The letter from Homeland Security was a bit more detailed, but none the less, just as worrisome. It detailed a methodology of using the cover of ‘vacation packages'. Young women and college-aged men were being sent to stay at one of the Pinetree hotels for a week to ten days. No one would suspect that they were people abducted from their homes in Central and South America and sent to the US under the guise of a ‘vacation'. They went on to detail that there seem to be nearly a dozen shell companies that look legitimate but are just that, shell companies. The Homeland Security letter indicated that they would appreciate our cooperation as we have been highly recommended by the FBI. I sent Roger an email asking him to set up a meeting with both the DEA and Homeland Security this week, middle to latter half of the week. I also sent a letter to Special Agent Fernandez asking for some time to chat any day this week except Monday. The second granny email from Roger told me that his security team is coming together. He mature also wanted to know if I had any real issues with teaching and arming both Tina and Dakota as well as any others that I felt might be a candidate. This email made me think about both Tina and Dakota. I thought that I needed to keep thinking on that. I sent him a reply that I didn't have any objections and I would send him a couple of names soon. But he would need to handle the whole process. I also included, since the email was regarding firearms, a reminder that we had an idea about an armed Chauffeur service. I told boobs him that I realized he was extremely busy and maybe he could recommend someone to take that project over for him. I saw an email from Mark Newberg asking how his nieces Kim and Kay were doing as he hadn't heard from them since starting with us. I looked them up and found that they had both been assigned to the Pinetree. I didn't think that we had hired them for that, so I scribbled their names on my note pad to follow-up later with HR. The rest of the email group was basically junk stuff. I read, I answered, I deleted. As I looked at the microwave clock again, I noticed that time had gotten away from me. Thankfully, I heard some stirring behind me. Both Tina and Dakota had emerged from their slumber to put the coffee pot on. I asked if either one of them would drive me to pick up Jill this morning. They both offered. I asked Tina since I had never ridden in her car. Dakota asked I minded her coming along. I told her that would be lovely. I shut my laptop off and headed to the bedroom to shower and dress to pick up my Queen. I thought about needing to change the sheets on the bed that I had played on, and in fact, I thought all the sheets that had been played on needed to be washed and changed. I make a mental note to ask Amy and Jennifer to change the sheets on all beds that were played on. I also thought about Jennifer and Paula maybe needing to be added to the firearm list. They both could be put in awkward positions, but I needed to consider it further. Again, I laid out nice clothes for myself to wear to get my Queen. Dress slacks and another of my Cuban style shirts along with a belt and dress shoes. I headed into the bathroom, this time I was intent on shaving before the shower. Stepping into the shower, I still was amazed at having hot water the moment I turned on the faucet. Being alone in the shower, the whole process went rather quickly. Leaving, I headed for the mall to shop with the $500 I think I well earned. “Aren't you boobs two just a beautiful sight to see?” I said, grinning. Does Mom kiss better than me?" I guess that’s why she didn’t masturbate. I know all of her secrets and am earning an undocumented masters degree in business. "Not necessarily..." It was with the deepest shame and guilt that Rhonda saw Amanda and Natalie looking over their shoulders, watching as their ass-raped mother began to hit the pinnacle of orgasm. The velvety heat flowed down my futa-cock to my pussy. Instead of moving right into her newly opened territory, I went back up, met her face to face, and hugged and kissed her again. “Tell me more.” “Now you’ve made your wife a widow.” “You’re right, a lot of of this could have been avoided if people just minded granny their own business,” I added. “Yes.” said Neva, she needs some company tonight. “What are you two whispering about?” Rebecca asked, squirming beside me. “I'm hearing a lot of talk of cherries.” “It's, um, quite big. I laid atop Brock’s heaving chest, and Elena laid atop me, her half-hard cock nestled comfortable in my pussy, right where it belonged. When I walked passed my ipad, I took my usual glance, she wasn’t there. The mature cheerleaders were bouncing and giggling. As the door shut behind the attendant, Liana stepped up beside Mia, who turned as she saw her mistress approach in the mirror. Behind me, I heard Freydis struggling and cursing, and in front of me, sat the eight matriarchs of Arbortus. Lucilla is on her stomach-no, her back-, legs spread, eyes staring lovingly up at me. I clasp her chin, and kiss her softly as I slowly push myself inside. Her eyes bored down on the tomb.