" It would be nice," Lindquist agreed. "It's been a long time since we beat Coldwater. Anyway, Mike," he went on, changing the subject, "I'm glad you ...ame in today. I was going to call you later, anyway. The Donna Clark Foundation Board met last night, and they decided to go ahead and fund that book of yours on the Warsaw fire." Hey, that's great," Mike said. "Full funding?" Every cent," Lindquist said. "What's the chances we can have it out by the first of November or so, so we can catch the. Angela's disappearance, they were now calling it that, made the main News. I got mentioned as the visitor who'd raised the alarm, not by name, thank God! There wasn't anything else I could do so I had an early night. Not that it did me much good. Between the intrusions of Steph and Angela Sable, I hardly slept.I staggered into Chambers on the Monday morning, bleary eyed and panting from the cold. My Chambers are in the Middle Temple and not that easy to find so I was quite surprised when. And we talked for some time and i lied on bed and she was beside me i moves to words her and kissed her on her cheeks and on her forehead and neck slowly i kept my hand on her stomach and rubbed it she closed her eyes and my other hand is in her shot rubbing her ass.Then slowly removed her top and started kissing on her boobs and removed her bra.And started pressing her boobs and guided her hand iinto my shot and she started playing with them…..I went down and removed her short and came up. I was a fool for doing this, but Ron had started it. And it was only play. No emotional involvement. Just sex play. And maybe he just wanted to talk.As I moved out of the deep darkness into the moonlit pool area, I saw a figure on one of the chaise lounges. Sean. I walked over and stood next to him. He was direct and to the point. “Can I fuck you?” So much for him just wanting to talk. “No. You may have sucked me, with Ron watching, but I do not fuck anyone other than my husband.”.