She jumped into my arms at the arrival gate. I kissed her cheek as I picked her up and hugged her and I couldn't help but notice her enticing perfume....She wasn't bashful and she kissed me right on the lips. I struggled to keep my dick in check, but it was to no avail as I felt it grow hard as I hugged her and she kissed me. She noticed it, much to my embarrassment, and she further shocked me by grabbing hold of it once I set her down. She whispered into my ear as she touched the bulge in my. You did promise me that you wouldn't make an emotional argument." I took it that emotion was the essence of your objection. Argument, in the sense of debate rather than acrimony, was a predictable part of any discussion with me."How true. For that matter, any discussion of hers was likely to be a debate. "It was the only predictable part. Thank you for the rest." And, truly out of gratitude, she kissed him. The last hour, however, allowed scant room for kisses of mere gratitude. Her passion. I coolly replied that I was just wondering about that, when Dave came round to take the rest of the weight. Then as we manoeuvred it onto the trailer the inevitable happened, and much to their delight, the top of my dress slipped down. The only thing preventing it fall completely was the fact it was hitched by my erect nipple. Dave, knowing how much we were both turned on by my daring exposures, rested it on one end. Then suggested that we hold it where it was while he went to get something to. "Yes Sir, it's me, Professor." Cut the professor stuff, just call me Bert. I have to know. Are the photos you sent real? You didn't stage them or anything, did you?" No Sir, you'll see it all for yourself when you get here. I've left everything exactly like I found it." That's unbelievable. The uniforms look intact in the photos, and the hat on the side of a skull is amazing. Are there many skeletons?"I had to think a minute, "I really didn't count them, but I think there might be as many as.