"I can't fit you into the cover story. We can meet there if you like, just tell us where to go," I suggested."The Path has a meeting house in El Riola... If they have Williams, he will most likely be in one of the buildings surrounding the meeting house," she said."You know odds are this is going to be a wild goose chase," Jerrod said."Yes, but if you never chase, you are definitely never going to find anything," I informed him. "Besides now and then you have to get lucky." Actually the odds were. Ganelle would wait for me and leave work after my work day was over – when she could. This was when some suspicion started. I had a shift manager named Keisha – and that’s her real name because at this point it doesn’t matter (this was over 10 years ago). Keisha was about the same age as Ms. Ganelle. Keisha figured out that I was having some sort of inappropriate relation with Ms. Ganelle and she suggested I tell my parents about it if something was going on. I told her that “we were just. He pulled on her tit with his hand, and it felt like he was milking her. Meena loved the sensation. She could feel the puddle of wetness beneath her and knew she was going to come without even touching her pussy. He switched back and forth, his hands caressing, massaging and milking each tit while his mouth pulled, licked and sucked. “That’s right, make mommy feel good. Suck mommy’s big tits. Mmmmm. You suck so well. Milk me, boy. Do you like mommy’s big tits? You are such a good boy…” Meena. “What do you think Sir?” I asked. Raj went off the main road and stopped the car in the woods nearby. I pushed my chair back until the time it was completely reclining and invited him in my arms. Mr. Raj climbed atop me and kissed my lips. He was fumbling with his clothes. I helped him with the belt and zipper of his trousers and pulled the down.“Mine is stretching Sir just pulls it down” I said. Soon my own trousers were in my ankles along with my red panties and Mr. Raj’s big hands were.