“Spread your legs wider and pull your panties to one side.” A few minutes later she wrote back, “Yes dear.” I asked her if she was turned on...and she stated ,”Oh yes. I am so wet!” She said she was having problems typing but I told not to worry about that. Then I told her to slide one finger into her hot, wet pussy. “Does the guy see you?” I asked. “Yes dear!” Was the response. She stated she was very horny and would do anything I asked.I asked what he was doing and she said he was. There was nothing else that could account for the subtle change in his attitude toward Max.So Max decided to find some way to give himself an edge over Pete. Switching weapons with him had been the first thing that entered Max's mind, and Pete had agreed without a murmur, In fact, Max thought at first that Pete had been a little too cooperative about that. It occurred to Max that maybe Pete had foreseen the weapon switch and had done something to make the shotgun inoperative. But no. That. My wife fell for his wordinstantly. I was more skeptical. I was sure I had seen his kind before.Little did I know how wrong I was.The Father was arrested for tax evasion about five years ago. The judgesentenced him to a year in prison. The Father didn't take this lyingdown. He warned the judge that a great catastrophe would befall him ifhe imprisoned a man of god. The judge scoffed and away the Father wastaken. As the Father's prison cell slammed shut, the judge suffered afatal heart attack.. Or so they thought ... if only they knew.When Susanna was younger she liked to play out little scenes in her imagination. Mostly they were the kinds of things every girl imagines: tossing her head in the wind as her gorgeous palomino mare rocked across an open grassland; the mysterious dark-haired man who would catch up to her on his wild bay stallion and ride laughing alongside. Princes and castles and sometimes even babies. She also liked to imagine other things, though. The strange dark man.