He shouldn't be able to--(flashback)Father: Stupid brat!(He kicks the young Soujirou, about nine years old, through the door.)Father: I told you to mo...ve a hundred bags of rice into the western barn! Can't you do anything!(Soujirou raises his face, smiling slightly. The man throws his sake bottle at him, catching him on the forehead.)Father: What the hell are you grinning about! You're not setting foot in this house till you finish the job! You're sleeping outside tonight!(Though his forehead is. “Quiet! She’ll ‘ear ya!” she whispered – as a silver Maserati screeched round the corner and halted in front of her.There was a woman in the driving seat – tall, blond, with a square jaw, full red lips, and large tits, dressed in combat fatigues. “Where are they?!” she screamed at Riley.“Where are ‘oo?” replied Riley nonchalantly, feigning innocence, as she slowly wiped Gaz’s cum off her face and began to lick it off her fingers.“Three men! Three stupid, bone-headed dunderheads with big cocks. Once we were in Agent Summer’s car and away from the place, she pulled into a parking garage and found a dark corner. Her slacks and panties were down to her knees as she expertly brought herself off. She got a pad from somewhere and put that in her panties.“Nothing you haven’t seen, played with, or fucked before,” she joked. “That was way too much testosterone in one place. I would have let half those guys in my pants right there in the hallway. I almost pulled you off for a little bit of. Do you have time this afternoon at three? I have an appointment with an investigator who was recommended by a friend who had a similar problem." OK, give me the address and I'll meet you. I need to get back to work now."That afternoon at three we met at the investigators office, explained to him what we wanted, gave him the necessary details on our spouses and Jean left him a deposit to start. He told us he would report to Jean on a weekly basis unless he needed to contact her sooner. As we.