He was invited to join them at the table and he bought drinks for a while. Then she asked him to dance and while they were close together she whispere... in his ear what she was offering. Her husband could see him nod and when the dance was over they headed for the room.His name was Jeb. He lived in that town and was currently unattached. He was a carpenter and a few years older than them but polite and decent looking.They’d had plenty to drink so Buffy got down to business. She unbuttoned her. " Margaret snorted."Then why did you?" Abigail buried herself behind her drink and just hummed. Margaret smiled as she filed the first file away, and then the second on a different drawer. "Moira's no angel, we know that," she told her but licked her lips as she took another sip of her drink. She passed a file over to the desk and looked at Abigail. "Put that it the top drawer under "Parkinson, please love."Abigail filed the folder and got passed another one, and another. Margaret returned to. You and your sister have to go quick." Excuse me," I said, with more than a hint of impatience in my voice."Would you like to repeat that message properly, this time?"The crow looked at me, out of one eye and then the other. "I work forMelody, not you."I laughed at the wicked glint in the bird's eye. "What a cheeky bird,"I said with another laugh. "I don't believe you said that to me." You aren't the boss of me. I take messages for Melody." That's a great attitude, for a crow, you know that?" I. He would alternate rubbing the head of his cock with the palm of his hand to pumping the entire shaft. He shivered and moaned as his cock responded with a lube of precum. Usually his thoughts ran from memories of making love to his wife to the few other women he had met since her passing. But tonight his fantasies were centered on the adventures with Gary as a k** and then to Gary’s hot, tight body that he saw tonight. It wasn’t too long before his hips started to thrust and he shot his wad.