“You ain’t seeing these babies.” Tony and I were close, but not that close. I came to live with him and my aunt when my parents were killed in...a car accident. I was eight years old at the time, and had no real understanding of death and how you don’t come back from it. Tony was two years older than me and tried his best to console me, protect me or what ever else he thought I needed; he was like a stand-in big brother. Since I turned eighteen last month though, Tony had been flirting with me. He realized that I could see his finger deep inside my wife’s pussy and looked at me. “It’s your pair’s fight,” I said, “what you both do, is up to you!” He smiled and asked, “Are you sure? You don’t mind?” “I wanna see who wins.” I replied with a go for it smile. I could see her teeth gently biting down and he shouted, “I will bite your nipple if you don’t let go of my dick.” She momentary pulled his dick out of her mouth and said, “See if I care.” Once again took it in her mouth, this time. I went back to concentrating on Rainer and his spiel.Which continued when we went on through to their meeting room which, I wasn't at all surprised to see, actually had a higher concentration of computers than the work space outside, giving a subtle hint about the sort of meetings these guys probably had. And, indeed, the sort of meeting we proceeded to have. In fact, Rainer had a copy of CastList up and running even before we'd all got ourselves sat down, even before one of the placement. Either one could be a very long time! Don't make any promises you can't keep. Not any more."Her voice was cold, but it quavered -- I'd really hurt her. Evenso my heart lifted at those words. 'The rest of our married lives'a long time? Our marriage might survive this after all? Shewasn't planning to leave me?"You aren't planning to leave me?" I asked. I sounded plaintive."If I divorced you, would you stay with me for the rest of yourlife as my cook and house maid anyhow, just like now,.