And even worse, the computer console that Aldrech had controlled everything with was half disassembled, with several circuit cards and odd looking pie...es spread out on the table. "Oh shit," Michael gasped, quickly running to the messed up machine and frantically trying to piece how it went back together. However, none of it made any sense to him. There seemed to be no real rhyme or reason to the assembled parts in front of him, nor any form of blue print to put it back together. "Damn. "Not anymore; my cousin Tracy thinksthat there may be more than just the accident at work." Why does she think that?" Emily said while applying her own sunscreen. Isquirted some of mine into my hand and started rubbing it across my skin."She's a nurse," I said, and Emily and Ethan both nodded. "She said atthe party last night that I seemed to have more...curves than someone inmy position should have." Do you believe her?" Emily asked."I don't know," I told her truthfully. "I hadn't thought. The backs of her knees were delightfully dimpled. I had every reason to be appreciative, and was. Nevertheless, I was surprised by fantasies of establishing a Mé,nage à, trois with my boss, whom I admired. I could not understand why, but the thought of those two having sex together began to excite me. I thought it was best for it to remain a fantasy. If I discussed it with my wife, she might think I was falling out of love with her. The truth was that my love for her was becoming. I took the opportunity to show her something about lining up her shot. I leaned over her back, my hips pressed to her ass. Her hair smelt great, and she didn't pull away. I realized she'd got the tip, but I held my stiffening cock against her a bit longer than I should have.“Sorry, yes, like that.”She made a couple of balls, and I'd lost interest in making mine. Before long she'd beaten me. We went back to our table.“I guess I should have bet you something.” she laughed.“I already owe you a.