" To see you, yes," said Sarah. "It says in the article that this was a wedding picture. I assume the someone special you lost was..." Yes, my mate." ...t must be lonely for you." I manage, especially when lovely detectives come calling." Then you are Tammy Cameron?" I didn't say that. Let's just say you can stop looking and let it go at that." Fair enough." And you detective? Tell me about yourself."Sarah knew an opening gambit when she heard it, but wasn't that exactly why she was here?Sarah. However, whatever thoughts came to her head were quickly gone as the business of her trip took priority and we began to walk out to the car. On our drive to the airport, we talked about inane things, about her current project, silly office politics and how she thought this trip would go, however my attention was already on Sam and how it won’t be long now before the plane departs with my wife in it. I have been captivated with Sam for a few months now. She started working at my local café at. Meanwhile Kelly had assembled a razor, shaving foam and a brush. She pulled my trainers and shorts off, at the same time Gill pulled my shirt over my head and placed her hands on my chest with her breasts pushed against my neck. Kelly spread my legs wide apart and applied the foam over my pubic hair, upper thighs and midriff. With expert strokes she slowly shaved every inch of my groin, thighs and midriff.Kelly moved away and Gill stepped in front of me, releasing her bra and letting it fall to. I grabbed the remote and pushed play.Only blackness.Another minute passed by. Still blackness."All this for nothing!" I hissed out loud.Then on the screen appeared an image. Someone picked up the camera and carried it down a hallway. Then into a bedroom. It was being bumped around but aimed toward a bed. The picture was clear, but it was black and white. There was sound but no one had spoken yet.When I did heard someone speak, I knew instantly it was Jeff. "Are you sure about this?" he asked. I.