" "I thought you would have him again you horny slut, so I ordered room service. I hoe it arrived - champagne and caviare?" She laughed, "You bastard... he was giving me a fantastic licking out when the waiter arrived. I was just about to orgasm too, but I had to stop him and answer the door..... still he is back licking caviare off my cunt right now." I'd love to see that" I said."Wish you were here" she said, moaning."Ah but I am here, right next store. Ask your ski instructor to let me in." I. ?" she said gently. He didn't respond. He just looked down at her. She swallowed. "Please.. fuck me.." He smiled a little. "Oh, so that's what you want." She nodded. He smiled again. "Get in the back." She quickly did as she was told. He followed her into theback seat. "Take off your jeans." She clumsily slid them off and tried to cover herself. "And the thong." He turned bright red as she slid her panties off. Mr. Janes lowered the back seat and pushed her onto her back. She didn't resist.. * * * *I’ve been in my new 1-bedroom apartment for about two weeks. I didn’t need the house if I was going to be single, again. I wasn’t sure he did, either, but I imagined him starting up a new relationship pretty quickly. Of course, that led me back to the curious thought if he really had been in the office that fateful night. I had made the quick decision not to fight over that or the house. I ended up with more liquid assets without the house.The apartment was roomy and nice, even as a. . he had some 'splainin' to do.'Splainin' ... Ricky Ricardo's Cuban version of explaining.When everybody was happy ... except for the alleged guilty parties ... Bill called and ordered a new GPS, the Feds kept the old one ... evidence ... and stepped in the hangar.Ah ... November, 1945. Cold and windy, but Bill was ready for that. He walked to the tower, confused everybody inside, had a bowl of chili and asked for a ride. Since the war ended, the hangar Bill parked in was empty and he arranged.