I'll be working against their deepest, darkest impulses amplified to the point of insanity. I'm not going to try to reason with them, this will be com...pletely by force." Do you really believe that you can handle all of that yourself? Why not let our team go in and subdue them?" Because then your House will have that much more information on me than I want them to have. I can trust Michael to not tell them anything about me. I'm fairly certain of you too, but I can't trust that team not to pass. One of the reasons I'd destroyed all the computer records at Fort Dodge was the hope that the CIA might not know who I was anymore. There'd be surviving off-shift staff who knew about "Mark Anderson", but it's a very common name so maybe they wouldn't know which "Mark Anderson". I now knew that I'd been stupidly naïve. Between the many press stories about my genius and the timings of my disappearance, the CIA scientists had probably eaten their morning cereal while reading about my parents'. His felt the dickhead bump against his lips, and then f***e its way inside. ‘Yea. Go on boy! Suck daddy’s dick. Suck it hard,’ the men cheered. ‘Yea boy, suck my big daddy dick!’ As Mark’s mouth opened wide to take in the huge monster, he felt his ass being speared by another cock. More cheers reverberated throughout the room, and with each thrust from the dick in his ass, Mark sucked deeper the cock impaled in his face. ‘Yea boy, suck daddy off real good. Come on, suck daddy’s big dick!’ ‘Yea. That." "Whatever you say Princess." He said as he lazily walked over to the couch and started playing my soon to be step-brother's x-box that he left here last time he came to visit. "Just don't take too long. We gotta be somewhere soon. Haha." I walked into my room and grabbed the closest bag and started shoving my most important stuff into it when all of a sudden I saw my phone laying on my bed and figured I couldn't call anybody but I could send a message! I grabbed it and tried to use.