After another minute or so I pushed the door open and walked into the giant living room. All white marble tites and nice and cool. I was suddenly awar... of my sweaty condition and was about to turn around and get a shower at home when Holly walked in.She changed her pink top into a net top with her tan nipples sticking through. She quickly put her hands over them but I had seen enough to make my jeans feel pretty tight.She has a ring on her left hand but not on her wedding finger I thought. But. In the end I needn’t have worried. He handed the loose black sport pants and red shirt I considered my comfortable clothes in. I narrowed my eyes at the black bra and underwear he wrapped in the bundle but decided the less said the better. When I emerged feeling relaxed and much better than I had in several weeks I had already formed a plan of gratitude and very belated questions for him. The room was empty. The window was closed and the screen wedged in place. The words died as I reluctantly. The teacher looks at me funny and I start to squirm. Mrs. D looks annoyed and says "correct, because he is not your husband." I say, "oh, ok." Because I want everyone to stop looking at me. I sat quietly thinking about last night when I went to bed and every night since I remember. My dad laying in my bed rubbing my back, then he rubs my butt, and my little cunt as he calls it. I love him touching me and he always tells me he loves watching me squirm when he touches my cunt. My daddy. Harkins…’ ‘Four hundred years ago, Don…’ Jack Muscone said, awe in his voice. ‘Four hundred years ago…’ Part 10 – Disappearing Banksters I arrived at Second National Bank with Detectives Parker and Cummings. The president of the bank, one Mr. Wilson, met us in the lobby and brought us to his office. ‘Mr. Harkins left Monday morning.’ said the bank president. ‘Not very long after you police officers interviewed him about the previous robberies. He told his assistant that he had an appointment.