I was still starved, so I ate my burger and then went to get another one with some hot fries. Back at the table I moved all of the beer and cider stuf... off the table. I made sure all of us had glasses of ice water now. By the time I felt full, I had helped all five girls get to the bathroom at least once. Two of the girls were wearing very provocative one-piece suits. They definitely showed more than a bikini would allow. Unfortunately for them their suits were a complete bitch for the girls to. I give her a kiss then pinch her stomach adding clothes pins with string down each side pushing her shirt up just under her bra, my hand brushes her shirt causing her to jerk stopping as I caress her neck. "Something wrong" I ask her and she tells me "no" so I go hmmmmmm out loud as I run the back of my fingers down her shirt covered chest detecting two mounds apparently covered by some padding. I remark that this is not a good concealing software from me, she say's "sorry Sir- did not intend. It’s a restaurant downstairs and a banquet room on the top floor overlooking the beach. One day after work I approached this Colombian woman named Sonny. She was about 5’5”, really large breasts and a very thick butt. She was the classic Hispanic milf at the beach wearing a thong bikini with a mesh sun dress barely covering it. We started talking and I gave her my number. I said we should hang out sometime. I left the parking lot, and not five minutes from leaving she texted me saying she. Her history is really hard to unravel and I think that it’s deliberate. I cant find any trace of her before 1995. The only reason I think Masters is her is that there’s a picture of Masters in our archives and she looks like Prosser might have back then. I have a source who says they are definitely one and the same and who also told me about the bribe.’‘Who’s the source and don’t tell me a good journalist always protects her sources because we both know it’s bullshit.’‘Oh, come on Arnie.’‘Come.