Two of my buddies called it a night, so that left Calvin and me. Calvin had been the big winner that night, and my wife asked him to give me back the ...oney I'd lost.He looked at her for a few moments, then looked at me and said, "I'll make you a deal." He said that he'd give me a chance to win it back if my wife would ante up one piece of clothing in each hand. The more I won, the less my wife would have to take off. Plus I'd also get the cash in the pot. My wife looked over at me. I looked at. Maybe he tired of the seduction scene and wanted more. Murder may be a bigger high than seduction.''Another possible suspect was Patrolman Patrick O'Flaherty. He had his regular beat there. He had his intended bride working in the play. Maybe Michael Moore did more than rehearse with his intended. Maybe he impregnated her. Then it became a motive for revenge and maybe murder. Patrick was a real suspect and a real worry for the department.''Another possible suspect was Ken. His daughter loved. She wondered if it was really lust. "Oh no," she concluded. No man had ever touched her like that and made a spark go clear to her soul. No--one--it was love!The next few weeks were hard. She was confused and terribly alone. He was on the road. All she could do was think about him! God, she wanted to hold him close and feel his naked body next to hers. She wanted to feel his lips. Kissing her and going from her sweet lips to her clit, setting every inch of her ablaze with passion. She realized. "Just as he finished that point, he leaned in, planting the softest kisson Lucas's face, making sure to deliver the most perfect mark on hischeek. As he pulled back admiring the red stain, he reached down,grabbing his hand and then peeked over, seeing his teammates watchingintently."You're welcome," said Lucas, feeling cool now."And I figured we could talk for a minute," said Craig, stepping back."You know face to face." Sure, and before you say anything, I wanted to thank you for.