‘I’ll have to draw more cards,’ she said. I was tempted to find the ice bucket for her, only I knew it was well hidden. So, instead, Orla went t... shower, while I explained the whole Xmas present thing to Tiz, whose eyebrows arched higher and higher at the tale, as she learned to appreciate her new employer much more. We were sitting on the end of the bed, me still in my street clothes (minus the coat) and Tiz in the borrowed red underwear. We were in an unconscious parody of how we had been. “I hope you’ll still be here when I finish,” he said before leaving.“Only if you sing Guitar Man,” I joked, now on a roll with the old classics. My granny would have been proud of me!He did perform it, and his rendition of this David Gates masterpiece from 1972 was fantastic.When he joined me at my table after his session had ended, it was clear that the workforce was keen on going home and so we made our way to my suite rather rapidly. Although we had not spoken about sex up to this point, I. That was before the slap-in-the-face new law. It pissed me off because I'd wanted that money for my fantastic new lab in a few years. Not only was the Government changing the law to avoid taking responsibility for the FBI's blatantly and repeated breaking of the settlement agreement, but the Government's using the law as a weapon against those less powerful than itself brought the law into disrepute. I used to think the law should be respected and honored, but they were prostituting it. Worse. Fucking a guy’s wife is a dangerous proposition. I loaded my Ruger Vaquero .45 and tucked it in my belt, hoping that a big ass shiny gun would scare somebody before I had to shoot ‘em. The whole way there I felt a little sick to my stomach but when my tires hit the gravel driveway I started to get hard. I walked up the steps feeling my red hot cock against my jeans and the cold stainless steel against my gut. Ding-dong…lets just do this before I chicken out. Becky answered dressed normally.