Cyber Kittens and Cowboys Ipam (reading a book txt) 📖

“Good afternoon, ladies.” Deep rich baritonetrombone rumbles, sexy beside Lacy. Pamela stops chewing & eyeburns table surface as cornflower blue eyes pierce manly tannedhands tapping muscled thighs inside medium blue rinsed jeans, trim& fit waistline belted with blue leather probably alligator,blue light wool jacket fitted over squared shoulders of rippedmuscles on 6 feet, 4 inches about 250 pounds outlined tight T-shirtwith single letters of his employer. FBI. Her eyes park, studiouslyon slightly tanned complexion of square jaw line dusted with blackwhiskers, pink soft lips, sharp nose, high pink cheekbones, bluestof blue eyes with sweeping wavy black hair parted on left sidefalling partly in face and partly around forehead rest of hair cutshort around ears and neckline. His ears are not dumbo size, eithermaking this unknown male, 100% perfection. He grins, toothy atPamela.

Pamela chews lump of food & grins,silly.

Arthur greets, honorable. “Larry Johnson andPreston Kingly.” Larry and Preston nod, once while digging intospaghetti. Cafeteria likes promoting healthy and calorie nutritiousmeal choices each day of the week keeping mental minds and physicalbodies lean & mean of san government employees but SpaghettiDay rules.

Ilenn honors, professional. “Pamela and Lacy,my co-workers.”

Preston scoops, sexy pasta three times aroundfork then flips utensil backwards, cramming monster creation intomouth. He chews three times then swallows. Pamela watches,intensively his moves, his hands, his mouth witnessing the mostsexy mouth watering manly maneuver on Earth. Bluest of blueeyeballs intersect her cornflower blue as soft pink lips curve,deliciously into slight arch on Preston’s handsomely face.

Preston chews, swiftly then swallows anothermonster forklift of spaghetti along with partial tomato drenchingmeatball. Pamela drops, quickly eyelashes to dish avoiding stalkermode but she wants, desirously to observe, study and devour thathandsome male creature slightly diagonal of her left beside Lacynext to Larry.

Silent air waves dominate table as eatersenjoy their meals. Lunchtime for the working class.

Preston polishes another monster meat &noodle ball, then clears, nosily throat. “Where do you girls work?”Then he smiles, sweetly at Pamela.

Ilenn speaks, boldly. “We’re programmers onlevel eleven.” She grins, goofy at Arthur. Federal Building indowntown Birmingham on 1653, 1st Avenue has 14 floors includingpenthouse restaurant on top with required reservations. Occupantsinclude Department of Agriculture, Department of Commerce, Housingand Urban Development for Department of Housing, FBI offices, andnewest kids on the block, level 11, Division of Cyber Crimes fundedby Department of Justice.

Two years out the door, the division of CyberCrimes in Birmingham, Alabama employs legal computer programmers ascyber private dicks kicking cyberspace buttholes of illegal hackers& abusive attackers targeting active web sites and vitalbusiness portals of USA.

Project is paying off big time with hackersbecoming halted and hacked themselves along with brutallyinvestigation within FBI framework by Cyber space agents who trace,track & tackle hard bodies and soft finger prints tying peopleto the newest fad federal felonies bringing about jolly ‘ole’ jailtime and hefty monetary penalties up them assholes.

Preston nods, once then scoops more food intofork. He’s director of the Cyber space cowboys on level 12, floorabove the Cyber kittens, over ruling on a daily basis Arthur &Larry for two tender years. He works, directly and not purposefullywith Geneva Lassater. Someone in Heaven must really hate his gutsfor not forgiving them of his Earthly sins.

Geneva isn’t pretty, physically or sweet,mentally. She’s basically a bitch with a great big wicked broomhandle and doesn’t stop until Preston grabs, personally every cybercreep & tosses his ass in jail. He moans, slightly ponderingnon-fun business meeting with the witch at 2:00pm.

Cyber kittens in Geneva’s litter are not onlysecretive but are ordered without question to silence. Prestonreceives only extreme little tea tiny bites of data as needed fromGeneva which isn’t much making his daily job really tough andrough. He knows one fact about Geneva that she lives somewherewithin in Birmingham since her cell phone contains propergeographic area telephone code. Other datum is off limits andoffline including her, her department and her employees.

3 months ago.

Arthur meets, informally one of Geneva’s petsnamed Ilenn line-dancing at a local Honky Tonk bar spotting herlovely shaking-in-all-the-right-places physical form noting sheworked in the same building. They date & form hot & heavyphysically and mentally relationship, clearly ignoring all previousand future male/female competition.

Arthur can quote by number and bite size thespoken as well as the written rules of Cyber moon talks between hisjob & Ilenn in his sleep. Number #1 rule: no personalinformation especially address, city, state, zip code, telephonenumbers, family members, pets, hobbies, churches, organizations,passwords, kisses, hugs, drool or any miscellaneous datum thatconnects you to any person, place or thing at the Division of CyberCrimes.

Cyber cowboy, Arthur & Cyber kitten,Ilenn breaks first sacrilegious rule. Arthur provides greatdisgustingly details about his personal relationship with Ilennthat following Monday meeting to Preston. Preston isn’t happy aboutbreaking hard core news to Geneva. Geneva launches like thespiraling space shuttle into outer space & wants to terminatethe couple on site but love intervenes, well…Preston does. Heoffers himself as sacrificial lamb to Geneva, promising hisundivided attentively private meetings where information onlypasses between their lips in enclosed non-recorded secret roomensuring the division’s “silence thing.”

Arthur promises Preston to pay for histrespasses in blood, if that day ever comes. First, he inviteshimself to the lunch table with Ilenn to be nearest to his girlduring daylight hours since nighttime are filled. Secondly, hebecomes intriguingly curious about Illenn’s female co-workers bothfrom professional POV then later personal while Ilenn purrs in hisarms at night.

2 years ago.

Arthur & Preston attends BirminghamUniversity, or affectionately called “Burn U” playing multi-sports& sporting multiple girls finally graduating with BS incomputer science. With nothing better to do, Arthur enjoys quizzingand chatting at available & numerous recruiters about new andunproven jobs from Banking to Security in IT field wetting hisappetite for the work force. Opportunity races within US to acrossthe pond to Europe. However, Arthur wants to stay in good “ole”Bama, Southern States, USA.

Therefore, Arthur sees & likes FBIrecruiter and his wet dreams of crapping on Cyber space’s growingly& annoyingly bad guys & gals. Arthur talks Preston into aninterview or two as FBI agent