Back at the Air Force Headquarters Jose was only too happy to see if he could help, and to re-interate what a lovely and charming girl Esmerelda was; ...didn't he think so? In minutes a teletype was on it's way to every Air Force installation in the country with instructions for every unit commander to question all their pilots to see if any of them had seen any trace of Larry's plane, in the air or on the ground back on September 2nd or 3rd. It was a long shot, but worth a try. As they waited. She grunted and her spasms wracked her body. I softly continued to work my tongue over her, teasing her as she came back to reality. In a minute she calmed down enough for her brain to work again. “You definitely deserve a reward,” she said sexily as she got off the sink and turned around. She bent over the edge, wagging her perfect pear-shaped ass at me. Her beautiful ass slimmed down to a tiny waist, then flared out again up into her shoulders. Her hair flowed down her back and she wiggled at. “OK,” I said in confusion. It sounds silly but I needed to focus on what I was doing with my hand and arm.“What you bought,” Skye clarified.“The house?” I asked. “Are there pictures up now?”“Not the house,” Skye said. “What you got in L.A.”I lifted my head slightly.“How did you see that?” I asked.“I was putting your clothes away and it was there,” Skye said.“Why were you putting my clothes away?” I asked, focusing on the wrong subject.“It’s what an assistant does,” Skye said, rolling her. I spent a couple of thousand dollars on an old Encyclopedia Britannica, before they split into a macropedia and micropedia, thus confusing damned near every school kid in the western world. I latched onto a 1976 edition for two hundred bucks. It cost 1600 to ship it to us! Man, was that one pissed off UPS driver. I'll bet he thought I was smuggling anvils.I bought a big Webster's dictionary, the kind that sits on its own pedestal with a half-globe magnifier. The kids were afraid to touch it, so.