I used to visit different supermarkets and restaurants in a territory which extended to about 150 miles from home. One time. I was calling on a regula... client in a smaller town about a half hour from home base. I had concluded my business and was leaving the store when I noticed a 'demo lady' set up in the store, giving out samples of snack items. I wandered over to have a taste and chatted up the woman at the booth. Her name tag said 'Shirley', she looked to be in her late 40's to early 50's,. So, I ran back to my car, put on a pair of jeans, and quickly left the scene.I discretely drove to Lorenz's house, quietly got out, and stuck the suicide note in his mailbox.I popped a Xanax, and hurried home, it was almost 6, and my flight left at 10:30.Once I got there, I quickly packed, and completely cleaned the house. I scrubbed the floors, with bleach, and burned anything that could connect me to Keisha, Lorenz, or Brandy.I shot my goat with an extremely lethal dose of heroin, and It died. "So you're a boob guy, not a leg guy then!"I told her I thought a lot of guys were boob guys. I considered that I took it to another level as I loved everything to do with them too. Paula looked up at me and asked what I meant by that. I explained I had an unusual liking for bras too, not wearing them, I added quickly.Paula turned her back on me and I thought I was about to be thrown out and I couldn't blame her if she had, given what I’d just said. She closed the curtains and turned to me,. ’ He wrapped his arms around her and brought her to her feet, in one smooth movement. Susan felt the breath leave her body as he captured her lips in another kiss. He sucked gently at her bottom lip and lightly bit it. She felt weak in the knees… As they kissed his hands roved her body, caressing her arms, up the back of her shirt to rub on her spine, squeezing her ass through her blue jeans. She suddenly stepped back and looked at him panting, getting hotter when she saw the dark, smoky look.