After she had had a couple of drinks the bartender brought her a drink she hadn't ordered and said one of the patrons had bought it for and pointed to...a young man down the bar. She smiled and told him thank you and began to drink a little more. Soon the bartender brought an empty cup and told her another man had paid her tab and sent another drink for when she finished the last drink. She said she was very flattered and getting a little tipsy and still had a couple of empty cups sitting at her. No pop-in visits to Jocelyn's office, nospur-of-the-moment summonses to his office or even phone calls; all shegot was the occasional desultory e-mail. They dealt solely with routinematters - no mention was made of the investigation or of what hadappeared in the New York Sun-Tribune over the weekend.He wasn't the only one. Her secretary had called in sick, and any numberof people she tried to reach on Monday were unreachable."The wall is starting to be raised," she mused aloud.There was one. I stopped in to say “Hi.” He asked how dinner went. “It was good. We had a good time.” As I looked at him, I pictured him with Laura. I said goodnight and went upstairs and took a shower. I could not get John and Laura out of my mind. Seeing Laura tonight and talking with her about her affair with my son had certainly been an experience. A very sexy experience. I could almost picture her naked with John’s cock in her hand. The same cock I had held in my hand. I needed to call John.When I. A gentle sucking soon ensued, which slowly grew in strength on both sides of her body, as both Shelly and the stewardess pulled her flesh deeper into their mouths, as Darla moaned loudly enough to wake up the American ambassador sleeping right outside of the stall. This was something new for Darla, as her body trembled with the sensation of her first ‘mile high’ orgasm. The stewardess’ hand then moved toward Shelly, where she ripped off her flimsy g-string with a loud snap, found her dripping.