K.a. Frank. I was sure he'd used a spoof card tofake Tyler's number. What if this call had been from Frank. What ifhe wasn't done with me. He'd... been unable to carry out his plan with mebefore because of the governments sudden pullout from Clarksville.But what if he was back to finish things -"Alex! Did you hear anything I said?" Shelly's voice cut through themurkiness of my thoughts."I'm sorry... what?" We need to go. Grandma just sent me a text. She's on her way. Shesaid she was. Her pussy muscles cinch up so tight around my cock that even with all the lubrication and cum I can barely push it in or pull it back. I am being held snuggly in place and she is no intentions of letting me go. While breathing very hard, she starts screaming, “Ohhh! Oh my god! Ohhh! Oh god! OH GOD!” Her hands are scrunching up and releasing balls of sheets like she’s kneading bread dough. It’s probably my imagination, but I think I hear a distant thumping on the wall from the next apartment. I. “Sandy, my love. You are beautiful!”She giggles, “More beautiful than your twenty-something playtoy?” she teases.“Ouch! Sandy, I am so very sorry about that. I was stupid. Stupid to lose your mom. I loved your mom. I still love her.”Her ears perked at that. Maybe? Is it possible? She knew her mom was still in love with her father, even if hating him at the same time. Her mom had said she wasn’t bitter, just sad.Of course, now, if mom ever found out about this. About her and dad, that would be. Falsifying names in logbooks is a serious offense.But perhaps the most heinous secret of his is that he is the actual owner of Alvor’s Cove. He writes in the log to be the Local Lord of this notorious slave planet. It has only been cleansed by the fleet a year ago.”The Pan Saran Representative got up. Unlike Augustus, he looked every inch like a Pan Saran and that he wore mirror-polished breastplate was a clear sign he had served in the military. “In the name of the Pan Saran Empire, I.