As for recording information, the best we could come up with was a "remote operation." One or more of us could bring up a system, open a document and ...type in information -- all remotely, using spirit-touches on the keyboard and mouse.We tried it on one of the school computers. Interesting. After a few moments, any of us who could touch-type could do transcriptions with the keyboard and mouse.Efficient? Dunno. In the meantime, it worked.Okay. We decided to launch Operation Cold on Wednesday. Taking our jackets. The picture doesn't do him justice, he's very handsome and has aged well, like a distinguished movie star. We are shown to the living room and I sit next to Sarah on the settee while Bertie gets us a drink. Looking round I see family pictures, some black and white, others more upto date, one with Bertie looking like he does now surrounded by young adults and c***dren, grandc***dren, great grandc***dren.I settle on one black and white wedding photo. Sarah, noticing me looking. Then with the harness still in place I took her to the spare room to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be her day. We were going to her work place to take the photos for the family album. I had no idea who else she had invited. Saturday morning we arrived at Wendys office. Outside a middle-aged man was waiting for us. Wendy greeted him with a kiss and led us both up to her private office. I know she was a businesswoman but I had no idea she ran the whole thing. She was the boss and as we walk though. She hold me tightly……….I told her that I want to drink her juice….she was in joy and said….oh my sidd….all is yours….since child hood I always thought about you…..even when I was tying Rakhi to you, I always tought of having you and never accepted the brother sister relation by my heart and I know you also had the same feeling for me…..please fuck me…..I want to be your wife…….I increased the speed of my toungue and she stiffened her body and was on her orgasm, I drank all of it… I wanted to.