“The fourth voice is that of Gil Parsons…Jeremy’s partner in crime and on the force. I know exactly where the quarry they referred to is and they’re right—nobody ever goes there. It’s fenced with barbed wire on top and the gates are always locked. I don’t know how Carl Haynes got a key, but I’ll venture that he stole it from my father at one of his parties. The other voice is that of Stan Irwin. He’s a lieutenant on the force. Geez, the whole force is corrupt.” “Not the whole force, fortunately, but enough to make sure they were never caught. I’d like to know how long this has been going on. Daryl and I will have a plan to deal with them long before Thursday.” Julia took over the meeting then. “Thank you for your assistance, Lucy. It was extremely valuable. Do you think we can get a key for the gate?” Lucy asian laughed and pulled her key ring from her purse. A minute later she handed a big key to Julia. “This one should do it, but I think we might want to try it first in case the lock has been changed.” We spent the rest of the day japanese laying plans for an ambush. We’d have more than thirty state police and DEA agents and Lucy promised a couple of big ore carrying trucks to block the entrance once they were inside the quarry’s perimeter. Daryl and I would participate as representatives of the local police, but I insisted that Lucy stay home. In fact, I made a point of speaking with her father about her staying with them for safety. He assured me that he’d have two of the Squirting huge trucks in the area long before the Thursday deadline. Through Fingering the bugs and phone taps we knew more than a day in advance approximately when the big drug truck would arrive in Bascomb’s Landing. There are times when interagency operations have failed because of bikini petty jealousies or ineffective communications, but not this time. We were in place before the cell phone call to Carl Haynes took place. The two ultra heavy duty ore trucks that were “borrowed” from a Bascomb pit mine about four hundred miles away arrived on Wednesday afternoon. The drivers stayed with Jonathan and Marylou overnight. Lucy told me that these trucks got less than a mile a gallon of diesel fuel. Fortunately, they have two two-hundred and fifty gallon tanks. They were hidden about five miles away on a friend’s farm until called to the scene. The drivers were ready by noon on Thursday. Our first step was to arrest Stan Irwin at his home once Parsons had taken his squad car. She was almost squirming from thinking about doing everything it said. Both of us panting and moaning as we keep cumming, he grab my tits and squeeze it a bit. I smiled at Henry as Joe said, “You need to tell Susan about your fantasy. I hid as explosions went off in the distance. But, although she had already watched this footage many times searching asian for clues, she allowed herself the luxury of one final viewing, just for her own pleasure. And what about her girls, Taylor and Erica? Please!” Mamiko confirmed it. The only Fingering thing that changed places was her hand Squirting - her mouth took the place of her hands. I plundered my digits in and out of my cunt. My eyes opened at the mention of the school. Across the street japanese is a little picture perfect family with two 5-year-olds. We were full of bikini dreams, waiting to be discovered."