“Hi Jules, how’s it going?” said Rich in a smarmy voice after the phone was answered in silence. “If you call me Jules again Rich I will come to your room as you sleep, cut your balls off and feed them to you before you wake.” said Julie in a calm yet icy cold voice causing Rich to realise he had perhaps taken a liberty too far. Keen to ingratiate himself again he quickly explained, “You always said to call you if I was ever approached by that Craig guy in accounts for anything and if I did it would be worth my while.” The phone was silent for a moment before Julie said carefully, “What have you got?” “I have a flash drive in the shape of a dog which I recognised as one of yours, password protected, which I haven’t touched of course,” said Rich as he waited for Julie to respond. “I am assuming you haven't cracked it,” Julie laughed down the phone and before Rich could reply went on, “If you had then I doubt you be stupid enough amateur to ring me. Follow these instructions carefully.” With that Julie reeled off a string of numbers which was clearly an IP address and Rich navigated to it and then inserted the flash drive as instructed. As he watched the screen his computer was controlled from outside and there was a series of whirling ‘beach balls’ on the screen as files were moved about. “Well, well, well,” said Julie down the phone with amusement in her voice, “how very interesting indeed.” Then the phone went quiet before Julie spoke again, “Write down this password... Numbers32:23. Now give it back to Craig and say nothing of this call to me. There will be a … gift... for you in the next few days and thanks, Rich, you did the right thing.” Rich listened to the phone go dead and looked at the password and the indian flash drive still embedded in the PC. He shrugged to himself as he clicked on the file and entered the password when prompted but what came onto the screen made him stare open mouthed in disbelief. He chuckled to himself and said into the empty room, “you are one crafty fox Jules I will give you that.” The next day in the office Rich sauntered up to Craig's desk and said, “Well I cracked the password as you wanted.” then seeing Craig's eager face went on, “but it will cost you... fifty quid.” Craig paid Rich quickly and pocketed the flash drive before he stared at the password that Rich had scrawled on a note pad. “Numbers32:23” what the hell is that said Craig curiously, “and what made you pick that. Rich laughed nervously as he said, “I was reading the bible as I was working and it was open to that page, so I chose it, does it matter?” That evening Craig stayed late at the office and he made sure his door was locked before he inserted the flash drive and entered the password when prompted. “Now we will see what secrets you have been keeping,” muttered Craig as the screen flashed into life. To his utter shock Craig found himself watching a video of him masturbating into the bushes outside Marge's window. As that scene came to an end it was replaced with a scene of him masturbating watching Deepti being fucked by a large dog. Like cumshot a rabbit caught in the headlights Craig continued to watch as the third scene showed him fucking Deepti in the ass as the dog was turned inside her pussy. At the precise moment he grunted on screen as he pumped into Deepti’s ass his phone started ringing with a withheld number. I got up and downed the last of my drink, setting the empty glass aside. “I know now that I should have, amateur but I never dreamed it would go this far.” “Huh? She’ll carry this for life even if she’s the winner. I said “thanks”. In fact I was excited. Then, together our hands wandered down. Back along the same route to the restrooms and break room, she hustled up the way, and before reaching either, she opened the white door to the room, which was simply labeled as “Copies”. He carried his sister through the screen porch and into the kitchen. Angus sank back into the couch with a satisfied indian sigh, either watching TV or watching Tegan work, she wasn’t making regular eye contact so she wasn’t sure cumshot where his attention was at any given moment. Mrs. Kang was a nubile, Korean MILF, her hands already squeezing her tits, kneading her breasts, eager to be a slut-mother. Don’t you like my body?” Oh shit, she thinks I don’t like her goddess-like body! The next few days went off quickly.