”“Right. And that’s one we do know about. What we don’t know ... well, we don’t even know what we don’t know. Plus there are major civil l...iberties issues with surveilling social media. There aren’t that many pro-iSIS posters, but there are millions of haters out there. Racists, anti-Semites, homophobes, xenophobes...”Ash was talking over the phone to me, but it sounded sort of like an internal dialogue with himself at the same time.“Another concern the FBI has is in-house. Our counterterrorism. The long haired Chip is 35, more than twice J.J.’s age, and is actually a somewhat talented amateur musician. J.J., with his passion for alternative music, has gravitated towards the quirky character and a strong and sincere, albeit unlikely, friendship has developed between the two. J.J.’s parents, worried that the seemingly shiftless character is trying to lure their son into alcohol or controlled substance use, would be greatly reassured if they knew the truth; Chip never touches anything. I thought I’d add a little more confusion into the mix and called Sherri. I made her kneel in front of Marie and clean her with her tongue. I knew how experienced that tongue was and that being serviced like that would confuse Marie even more. In the space of an hour she had gone from a reluctant plaything of mine, being subject to a flogging and her first feel of a butt plug, to a more willing participant in the chair and being rewarded with a massive orgasm. Now I offered her a taste of being. Especially when the leader went down. Two shots from two different directions. Hell if I didn’t know better I’d say it was Norman and Jimison.” Here Grant hung his head. “I know that’s impossible as they both are dead.”It took all Derrick had not to smile as he thought of both the men alive and well back on Tempro. “Yes, it was a sad day when both of them died. I felt a part of myself ripped away when I found out.”Both Grant and Shiloh were nodding as they hung their heads. “I’m glad you got to.