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Well, actually, they could just be some punk-assed kids looking for a place to drink and have sex, but there are signs that say “Private Road” and “No Trespassing” at the entrance and then about every hundred yards the entire two miles back to the house where a final reminder says politely, “You are on PRIVATE Property.” Then, just to keep my lawyers happy, there is another sign which they dictated. It says, “By coming onto this private property, you cede to the owner the right to skinny record video and audio of your actions. This video is for security and legal purposes only and will not be shared unless directed to do so by the proper authorities.” That sign is in pretty small print, but since there is an icon of a camera on one side of it and a microphone on the other, I think everyone gets the point. If it is just someone who has decided to ignore the petite signs and try to park under the trees at the end of the road past the front of the house, I very politely ask them to leave. Generally once I have explained things to them they never come back. Despite what they may have told their friends– or in two or three cases, the police– I have never shown a weapon or threatened them in any way– the security videos prove that. But using my key fob to activate six different laser-guided automatic tracking systems seems to leave a permanent impression on their psyche. There is something about six red dots suddenly appearing right over black your heart that gets your attention. It would be a lot easier if I could put a gate just off the highway but the state won’t let me do that even though I own all the land on either side of the road. This used to be some sort of government-owned retreat center and the road was deeded over to the state. I offered to buy it back since I already do all maintenance on it anyway, but the folks at the Department of Transportation don’t think that way. They didn’t have any objection to me putting cameras and detection devices alongside the road, or if they did, they couldn’t do anything about it because their right of way ends two feet off the pavement. My alarms chimed as soon as the vehicle started down the road. Video recording started when motion was detected at one-half mile. Video screens came to life in my office, living room, and several other places throughout the house a quarter mile later. The teen screens were four-way splits showing normal feed, night vision, infra-red, and a sound-echo radar view of my own design. There were two people in the car, one in front, the other in the back. Meeting Ms. Jameson—Adele—in person was an unexpected pleasure. “If I plead guilty, I want out of prison. “What do I need to wear to work?” I ask. She warded it with an alarm because of me! You'll doom us!” “Mmm, yes, yes, just a perverted, little rich bitch,” black she moaned. Believe it or not the first week I got two calls that sounded promising so I ask for their email and told them I was sending a photo of myself for their eyes only and if they liked what they saw to please reply with a photo of their hard cock beside a ruler that was readable and one beside a 1 liter pop bottle so I could gauge the thickness.. Carly quickly grabbed the phone and was just as shocked as Zane. You are not permitted to look a girl in the eyes in that time. This animalistic part of my brain begged me not to move a muscle. “We made you right here,” I said as Michelle came to the blanket. We both were play a game of high risk and loss reward poker here. “I can see that,” I laughed. She was gagging but kept it in her throat; he could feel her throat contracting on his cock. I woke up the next morning in a double bed, Jerry sat in an armchair watching me. I smiled, I was fortunate my first meeting of the day was in the afternoon, I had teen plenty of time. "Okay, just pass them to me and I'll ring them up," said Bethany. Don’t worry about it. “Do you want him to join us?” Lissa retorted as her right hand petite came up between Karen’s legs to rest firmly against skinny the small furnace hidden between them. She laughs. The short woman's big tits heaved before her. “See here?” said Elena “This is The King in Yellow as only we can view it. She winced, but kissed back with the hope that it would satisfy small him, if not permanently, at least enough that he would let her go. She hugged me tightly, then sat down again and turned to Dad. “Basically,” I said as he turned and walked us through the studio. Brandy stepped up to Terry looking down into her eyes and Hi I am … Brandy had brain freeze and Lynne broke in saying Terry this is my cousin Brandy and Terry said as if in a trance You are Beautiful and Brandy said look who is talking gorgeous. On the Saturday they took her out of the cage and gave her a bath after which they brought her down stairs for a meal. “Cristin how did we get so lucky to have a guardian angel helping us, giving us the most wonderful home to live in?” Cristin replied. “I mean, what if she came back and you were sitting there talking to me, naked?” Please, let me go!”