As if it was examining her.Emily remained perfectly still, her eyes wide, not even daring to blink. The object - the creature - moved through the air ...slowly, sinuous waves passing along it's length as the tip swayed slowly from side to side. Possible explanations tumbled through Emily's mind as she struggled to understand this monstrous, alien thing, but none seemed to fit.Suddenly, the slime-drenched tentacle whipped through the air in front of her, feinting an attack and driving her back, her. "What are you doing in here kid? This is a secured facility. Place your hands where I can see them," he yelled at me.Of course that brought everyone from the other area over, who also just happened to be armed to the teeth, and wearing bullet proof vests with "U.S. Treasury" on them. A few had Treasury ball caps and blue jackets on just like on TV.I slowly reached into my pocket, opened the secured case and took out my high security access badge before saying, "I needed a secure location to. When I arrived the back door was open but I couldn't find anyone, I went in and walked around, but couldn't find any one. I heared a noise coming from up stairs so I went up to see if anyone was there.The bedroom door was slightly open so I looked through it, and to my surprise I saw my friends wife,Sammy, all naked with her legs wide open. She was gently rubbing her clit with her finger and moaning slightly.Her pussy was very sexy, all shaved smooth and looked very tight and inviting, I could. By having him back a bit, I could see most of his body, especially the crotch of his trousers. Daniel was wearing a pair of athletic shoes, white socks, tight skinny jeans that have become so popular once again among the young, a loose pullover sweater with a white tee shirt underneath. An expensive, carefully casual grunge look. Carefully cultivated casual. We wasn’t wearing the famous round eye-glasses that were the identifying mark of his most famous role, a role we had all watched him.