Thank you, Thinh.”I waited while she went to her bike, and then slipped on behind, automatically grabbing hold of her hips before she would probably...roar off; she didn’t, rather opening the throttle gently, and leaning back to say to me “Sometimes slow is better, right?” I smiled at the double-entendre, and had to agree! But I still held her, though now around her waist a little closer; and she snuggled back against me closer as she meandered along. She stopped perhaps 100m from the hotel. “You wouldn’t hurt me. How would you hurt me, Jack? Would you hit me?” “No,” I said defensively. “I’ve never hit a woman.” She continued to work her hand up and down my chest and stomach, mussing my shirt and making my whole body shiver while my cock throbbed. “Would you cheat on me?” “Never,” I breathed. “I would treat you like a queen.” She moved even closer, pressing herself against me. “I want you, Jack. I want your grey hairs and your worldly cynicism.” “Oh, fuck,” I said. I grabbed. A total of four people were murdered just a little over three weeks ago. Tom started pointing at faces and said, “These two gentlemen here are the bodyguards for that man Sal. They were all in a hotel suite with your daughter.”Jim said, “What? My daughter was actually in the hotel suite with all three of these men having sex with them?”Tom said, “Sir, I can’t confirm or deny that. The thing you need to know is that these four people are all dead. The people we are looking for are well. Mrs. Smith just looked at me and grinned. "Nope, none that I know of." Well I have a daughter who's 13 and I have to fight with her just to wear a skirt to church," the first lady continued. "She won't even look at 'a dress' when we go to the store." Your lucky," replied the second older lady. "My daughter is 17 and refuses to even put on a skirt. In fact, she wore a pants suit to her prom. Can you believe that? She has a closet full of some of the prettiest skirts and dresses that I made for.