“We don’t want to leave any evidence so you can later claim we raped you,” Gerald said as he handed a condom to Rusty who immediately handed it ...down to Suzi to put on.I struggled in vain to free myself as Rusty sat his large ass on the ground while Gerald guided Suzi onto all fours. I sat there feeling a bit numb as Gerald entered her cunt from behind, then hung my head in defeat when he exclaimed, “She’s fucking wet, Russ! She really is a fucking whore!”My adrenaline was gone, my body. On the day I was released from Bethesda, Hawk and Polly arrived to take me home in Marine One. The flight was mercifully short, and there was no reception planned for me. The idea was to let me come home, settle in, and find out if I was truly recovered.The mirror had ceased to be my mortal enemy about two weeks before I went home.After the problem last time the doctors were determined to be certain I was actually healed, before allowing me to reenter my life at the White House. Polly had. We lease the lab in this building and the greenhouse. We move those functions to the new building." Ground floor," I said."Yep. And if we grow any more, we can build out the top floor for more room. If we don't, we might consider building it out and trying to lease it out."I get a headache. Two years ago I was just a plain ol' itinerant project engineer, bopping around the country, building things. Somebody else got to worry about the 'growing the business' and paying the bills and such. Now I. A derringer may be a tiny gun, but it is nothing to fool with. The original derringer was a .51 caliber cap and ball weapon, but most had been converted to shoot the new .410 shotgun shell loaded with three #00 buckshot balls. It was no good beyond 10-15 feet, but it was a killer up close. Luckily for me, I was able to get my Starr DA swung around and pointed at the agent's belly in time to fire before he did. The derringer was single-action, and it could no compete with my double-action.