"Lost in her own thoughts, Kathy Cummings was startled by the sound of the blonde receptionist's voice, but after a moment, she murmured absently, wit... embarrassment, "Oh yes, of course, I'll wait. I know he's a very busy man."By the time Henry Cummings' young wife had collected herself sufficiently to speak, the pretty receptionist had already returned to her desk and was answering one of the insistently buzzing lines on the switchboard in front of her. With a fleeting, nervous glance around. "I didn't know what else to say, so I let my eyes drift down the to the bright red bulge of his compression pants.He smiled and leaned casually on one hip. "You like what you see?"I nodded and my stomach did a little flop as I remembered how that half finished blow job had started ten years earlier.He was still smiling when he spoke again."Does your friend know you're cruising when you work out together?" Wife," I said.I hadn't meant to say it, didn't need to say it, but after years of marriage. ‘Two days, and no bodies. Finnegan, I don’t get this.’ ‘Rafe and Dan are safe, we got the cable this morning. Perhaps the hired guns got scared off. It’s time to stop.’ She nodded and the found a creek and let the horses cool down in the hot sun. ‘I’ll hunt us down some meat.’ Finnegan nodded and she took her bow and arrows down from Sweet before rubbing his sweat off. Done she set of to walk far from camp, and downwind of the swell in the creek. Something moved in the bushes and she stopped.. That's terrifying, Angela, and when I'm frightened I tend to make light of the situation, instill some comic relief, if you will, so I labeled the controlling force Hector." You had no knowledge about how to be a female?" she said."Not at first. I didn't know how to put on makeup, for example, and I had to learn how to walk in high heels. So while Hector was generous with some of his gifts, he left out some of the knowledge and know-how I need to function as a woman. He also screwed up in.