I had always eaten when I was hungry and slept when I was tired. Nothing was different, except for the mystery.It was a Thursday afternoon. A knock ca...e on my door and I opened it to a man in a brown suit, holding a light brown manila envelope."Mr. William Jefferson Wilkerson?" he queried."Yes." I represent the law firm of McCrery and Peters. Our clients, Mr. Hugh Downs O'Neal and his wife Kathryn Tatum O'Neal were tragically killed in that horrible riot and attack on American citizens in. ..mmmm clams. After introducing myself, he continued, saying he owned a seedy club in nearby Sharonville. It was moderately successful, but one of his employees seems to have been dipping into the till, (and Ms. Till seems to like it.) My job? Find the culprit and obtain restitution. Grabbing my expense money, I called for an Uber. Since my client was paying, I told the driver to take the scenic route. (Yeah, like Apparently has a scenic route!) Riding in Sharonville, we drove past the city's. It was a good start to the day, I even got a little smile from her mother. With Lisa Marie along our progress was somewhat slower than normal and the long climb up to the ridge was done with her astride my shoulders. My slow pace didn’t affect my overly energetic collie in the slightest other than forcing her to cover even greater distances between running off and returning.I got one reasonable shot of a local village but with an inquisitive six year old (is there any other type?) along, I was. She kissed her eyes, her cheeks and her mouth. "That was bloody hard you sod" said Barbara, kissing her with mouth wide open, they inserted their tongues into the others mouth and gradually Barbara's breathing returned to normal. They disentangled their mouths and looked into each others eyes, saying nothing, breathing deeply. Linda moved a hand between Barbara's thighs and pushed one finger into her slopping pussy. "You really are very sluttish darling, so wet what will you be like when I've.