We had now been taking pictures and dirty talking for three months. I had tried out some of the fantasies and so far I had enjoyed every one of them. ... still wanted a bit more, and decided to go for it. Missy was sitting on the couch when I approached her."Hey, love, so there was something I wanted to ask you. You've been doing an amazing job with my kink and you've been a really good sport about it all and I was hoping to ask you perhaps for something else?" What is it?" She was scrolling. From them Artie got the idea that the boat would be way out of character. The evidence Artie needed to convince Great Northern to pay the claim, or to do the DNA test was just not there yet. Artie had a feeling that it was indeed the body of Michael in the grave, but the feeling was all he had. He visited the grave before leaving town. The drive toward the scene of the accident took Artie near the state capitol so he pulled his list of contacts from the file. He used his state maps laid across. She cursed silently. In a town this size, that meant rumors were probably all over town already. She tried to remain impassive. "I don't know what he's talking about."Dana glared at her. "Come on, Allie. You can't lie to me. I know you. Who is he? Is it someone I know?" Oh, you most definitely know him, Allison thought. Dana and Brianna were regulars at her family parties and barbecues, so they both most definitely knew Jack.Allison just looked at Dana and shrugged. "You shouldn't believe. The only other person was my boss Phil who was working up in the front office. I hadn't seen him since he let me into the warehouse at 8 o'clock and I felt that I was all alone.Well, the continuous sexy thoughts that I was having about my boyfriend's nice dick made me do something that many of you might have done under the same circumstances. I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down and began to finger fuck myself with the image of Rob's wonderful cock in my mind's eye.My intention.