“I would leave everyone with this thought - if you have any Zelk stock, you might want to sell it sometime during the next few weeks.”It was after... midnight in DC. Hawk and his wives had gone to bed, and Jason had sent Maddie home to be with her family. Jason, on the other hand, was in his suite with Bill Wilson, Deke Templeton, and Hap Donaldson discussing the information from Ron Gonzales’ laptop. “Agent Donaldson, what are your thoughts?” asked Senator Wilson.“Sir, are you referring to the. Other free sites may post it if they email me and I agree.) Remnant By Scott K. JamisonCopyright 2000 I hate the Smurf song. You know the one. "La, la, la laLA la, la la la la LA." I just hate it. Tim knows I hate that song too. Which is probably why hesung it to wake me up. I was angry at first, then scared out of my gourd. Evenbeing a sorceress, it takes a while to get magic flowing, so aman in my apartment standing over my bed in the middle of thenight was no laughing matter. Then I got a. Disappointed I turned to Jean who was reading a book. I asked her to put sun cream on for me. She put down her book and started to cream my front.When she got to my cock she stopped. I told her that my cock needed sun cream, but she was reluctant to touch it in public. With a bit of persuasion she started to cream my cock, which quickly got hard. I didn’t feel embarrassed or uncomfortable lying down with an erection being creamed by my wife. Even with people walking past looking at what we were. I don’t care, I got stuff that needs doing.I can see Linda’s boobs are full, and leaking slightly. No-one notices or cares, but me. Linda takes a swim and I get started on my project, moving three huge boulders from one side of the yard to the other. Sounds easy, but not. Sarah arrives and the girls get the k**s all ready for a soccer game. Some time passes, probably an hour, I have my first boulder rigged and ready to lift and carry to it’s new home. All good, but I need a spotter to get it.