Verification Confirmed. Mr. SmithTwo identical Mr. Smith all access security badges verified at disparate locations. Explain.Knowing what was going on... I replied: Is there a possibility of all access pass originators discovered risk and generated matching identification to remove threat?Analyzing Hypothesis... A few minutes later my laptop beeped with their reply.Hypothesis: PlausibleSummary: Only entities capable of producing badges can replicate identical signatures.Inquiry: Do you know. . er... do for me?" What could I do for you?" I chirped. This was suddenly turning out more interesting than I could have hoped.I'd been wishing I'd followed Curtis out of the bathroom, pushing past the gawky duty manager and following my young conspirator across to HMV, so I could have bought him the game I'd promised him. I might not have achieved exactly what I'd hoped to when I'd had my face pressed into his odorous butt, but since he'd given me his anilingual virginity, if I can call it. With every stroke, the upper side of his shaft was dragged along the full length of my slit, tickling my clitoris with its tip every time his hips pressed against my bottom. “Have they gone out?” I asked breathily, enjoying the new feeling between my thighs but worried about being overheard. “They’ll be gone a couple of hours at least,” Jake replied without breaking his slow rhythm. “We… can… really… take… our… time.” I sighed long and loudly with the sheer, unhurried pleasure of the new. I was shocked at first and then realized that was natural for newlyweds. I could hear the clear sounds of Veronica moaning and saying, "Oh yes Paul fuck me." I tried to blank out the sounds and lost my erection. I turned over and went to sleep.I must have needed sleep because I woke up after 9:00 AM, which was late for me. I got up and walked into the kitchen in nothing but my boxers having forgotten there was a new woman in the house. I was shocked to see Veronica there with her back to me..