"Faith fell back into the chair. "Fuck. If I had known, I'd.."The Agent interrupted her, "I'll assume that you were male. You wouldbe surprised how...often this happens. Men are just so fascinated athow the other half lives." Listen lady, I'm having a really bad day and I really don't care tohear your smart ass remarks." Look, I'll get down to the big issue. Tell me in detail whathappened to you. We need to know what response to take with this."Faith and Buffy took turns explaining what. Everyone was wrong. But then, they was wrong about a lot of things when it came to Miss Rebecca Ann Simpson. Now, I know the truth. Me and Bubba Lee Jones. But ain't either one of us ever gonna' tell anyone. No Sir, not me, and certainly not Bubba. See that hot August day, it was the 6th of August; it was the hottest day on record. 105 degrees in the shade. They didn't do that fancy stuff with humidity back then. No that was an honest 105. Bubba and me, we was workin' on roadside reclamation. Not wanting to upset anyone so sure in their mind, I simply nodded at her and feigned turning around to satisfy her pull on my sleeve. Once she let go and kept heading down the corridor as quickly as her legs and cane could carry her, I stared back into the store.What was going on in here that could causing so many people to flee with such bizarre affect? Well, you know me. I had to find out.Once I was inside, I still saw people browsing housewares and bedding. It occurred to me that most of. He reached under her skirt again and slid his fingers through her warm, wet slit. She put her head back against the wall and moaned again. He leaned in close and pressed his mouth to hers as he slid two of his fingers into her needy cunt, swallowing her sigh of pleasure. He probed her mouth with the same thoroughness he employed on her cunt, making her breath come fast and her body sing. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge of her climax and she ground her pussy on.