The cycle finished quickly, ending about 15 minutes later. All the condition codes were returned as 0000, indicating a successful production run.He se...nt an email to Steve, the lead programmer over in the financial area, to inform him that he can submit the financial jobs that would get the reports out to all the department heads by morning.He clicked on send and stretched out in a big yawn in anticipation of going home and catching the end of the Thunderbirds marathon on Tech TV. He stretched. ‘Thank you, Warwick,’ Clara smiled. She hugged the old butler and he returned the embrace. Warwick had been serving the Rofts since long before Clara was born, even before her father assumed the title of lord, following the death of his own father. The Rofts all considered him to be a member of the family, and a trusted friend. Indeed, he was one of the few people that Clara herself did completely trust. Warwick himself loved the Roft family, but never allowed himself to rise above his station. Telling her how tight her pussy was while he pumped it, and that lots of men would love it. She just blushed and kept her legs spread, her wet cunt sopping out onto her full bush. No comment, and no acknowledgement that Jeff's dirty talk might be true, or that she hoped it was.Jeff had other ideas for Susan. He pleased her as often as she allowed, but hiswas the only cock she'd had. Likely ever. His cock was a shortish 5 inches, moderate girth. He knew there were a lot of men out there. The library would surely be connected, and he made a mental note to check it out when he had some free time.He was snuggled into the pillows feeling very comfortable in sweatpants, warm socks and a T-shirt, and he'd just finished the first chapter in the book when there was a knock on his door. Of course, the first thing that crossed his paranoid mind was the police, but he managed to suppress his fear. He took out his ear buds and laid the MacBook aside. When he opened the door, he was.