They sat enjoying the music, and I noticed that Dave was getting pretty cozy with me, leaning into me and putting his hand on my thigh when making a j...ke or complimenting me on my playing.Meanwhile, Paul began to get cozy with my husband, placing his hand on his thigh to emphasize a point, and being slow to remove it. My husband didn't seem to mind this, since he had been seduced by several men in his youth, and had come to enjoy it, which he had admitted to me.We have an "open" marriage. I. The cop didn't react. Paul hated the mirror shades, he couldn't tell where the man's eyes were looking. But he could give a good guess. "Is this your car, miss?" He asked."Yes, it's mine."The cop nodded, "Can I see your licence."Paul froze. His license was in the glove compartment, but it was absolutely useless. No way would the cop believe the forty year old man on the license was now a teenaged girl. "I... ah... haven't got it... right here." I see, where is it." He said in a slightly bored. They were crowned with jutting nipples at least a digit long. Her hair swung from left to right on her lolling head.It looked like a flaming red flag torn to pieces by a raging storm.But the first thing Fink saw were her endless legs spread incredibly wide and fastened into chrome stirrups. That way she allowed a full and unhindered view on the fattest and wettest bare cunt he had ever seen.Not for long though. A crew of bimbos centered in on her in screaming bliss.A platinum blonde bombshell. She reached into her backpack and withdrew her phone. She dialed Haydens number and waited. After about three rings, Hayden picked up the phone. HAYDEN! What is it, Rachel? Amy betrayed us! She told them everything! Well that could be a problem. Yeah! It is! Calm down, Rachel. I will talk to Rev. Greene. Meet us at the coffee shop tonight at six. We will have a plan by then. Fine! But its worse than that! What is it? They know about what you did to Blane. It might be time to take drastic.