.. I was moving slower and I looked into her face and again I saw it. It was the same smile I had seen before but I knew this wasn't the day I had see... it.She began moving into me, urging me on, and her breathing was becoming faster. She had her eyes closed and a look of pure satisfaction on her face. I increased my pace, maintaining her tempo until I knew I was going to lose it. I increased my strokes and she began humping back at a faster rate.My mind felt as though it was leaving my body and. Lots of possibilities there.Well, it was not something I had to decide on right now. That would be a Friday afternoon or evening deal at the earliest, effectively a week away. My watch showed me it wasn’t even 9:00 am yet. I had to get out a map and see where Lotto HQ was. I decided to go to the house and see if anyone was up.As I walked into the kitchen I found Marybeth working on a bowl of cereal in her pajamas. Raisin Bran seemed to be the winner of this morning’s breakfast battle. I said. The band had just finished playing a fast number when we reached the crowded hardwood floor, and skipped several beats before starting up a slow number. My body trembled the moment we came together, and I felt his iron hard muscles through our clothing. The band was playing an old Marvin Gaye tune about San Francisco, and I simply melted into Jamul as his hands took hold of my rump as if we had been lovers, or married for years. Instantly I was aware of what had to be the mother load of all. As the evening wore on I was completely engrossed in trying to find a thread that when pulled would lead me to the person, or persons responsible for this mess that seemed to be flowing around me. One-by-one, I examined those with reason to want me either to be either dead, or dead broke. Each person failed to fill fit the facts, except... Deirdre... My dear aunt had a motive if I accepted that my being discovered cut into her inheritance and – may be more importantly – her father’s attention..