Stephanie,what would be a reasonable punishment for you for your role?" She wasreluctant to accept any responsibility.John kept leading her to questio...ns of morality and humanity. He seemed tobe asking her to determine whether she deserved to live. Or whether theworld would be a better place without her. 'Saint John' seemed concernedabout her soul but, disturbingly, not its fate. Stephanie downplayed herimmorality because she hardly recognized it.The cumulative effects of these many sessions ---. Kent from legal agreed and also recommended that all of Mr. Blueberg's personal items not taken as evidence be collected and sealed by security. Major Ashley offered an SP officer to assist and seal the container with an SP labeled seal.Mr. Phillips excused himself, saying that he had to be at another meeting.Major Ashley asked Mr. Jackson for an update on our security status. At that point he handed the question off to me saying "BJ can give a more complete picture than I can."I gave a. He admired her long smooth legs, with only her white lace panties left on her otherwise naked body. He leaned forward between her legs to press his lips to her luscious thighs. He smelled her female smell, the smell of her arousal. He kissed her between her legs, to the triangle that was already wet with her excitement. She shuddered, bracing herself on his shoulders. He ran his hands up to her buttocks, and hooked his thumbs under her panties. He inched them down, kissing the skin as he bared. "I'm off to meet with a bloke from CSIRO Wembley. I should be back well before three." 'Kay."I went out to the LandRover, realizing I should have brought a book. I looked in the rear and there was still a box there. I walked around, opened the rear door and lifted the flaps on the box. Right on top was Darwin's 'Beagle' Journal. Ah! Exploration of Australia. Cook's Journal, Flinder's Voyage, Banks' Journal, Vancouver's Voyage. Treasures. There was a smaller book, too. Mudie on John McDouall.