But this time her grip was softer and warmer, and she held it a little longer than a business handshake. Again, eye contact. Then she turned and left....At 4:40 p.m. I pulled my Ford F-150 pickup (trailer hitch, no snow blade) into a parking spot in the shopping center lot across from the Law Offices of Wilson & Associates, LLC. Frank’s Mercedes was in the parking lot. I parked where Wilson would be unlikely to see me and then sat back with a cup of coffee and my 35 millimeter camera. At 5:03. The galling thing was that I knew I was in the wrong: I should have checked the weather before coming out, and it wouldn’t have been a problem to put a small umbrella or my folding waterproof into my bag. So I couldn’t really blame anyone else, which only made it worse. “Come on, make room for me under there,” I said, pressing my wet body against his as I tried to get under the umbrella. I felt his cheek against mine, and heard him whisper in my ear. “You know, you really do look hot like. "Oh, hi, Kaylee," she greeted me, grinning nervously with her head down. "We're busted ladies." We can tell, Darcie," Cindy added."Did you cheat on dad, Mom? Did you have sex with Joy's moms?" Mom, and older Mom, WTF?" Joy asked, closing the gap. "My BFF was one thing, but her mom too?" Joy, we were just trying to help Darcie get a better understanding for Kaylee so that they could be closer, and you weren't supposed to find out either," Sage explained, getting up with her. "Don't be mad, just. What does it matter?" He continued to pace.Flashes of Cleo and Dean in bed with Flo raced through my mind. The pool, with Cleo jumping in to help me with Dean's huge cock, and she's his sister? What? I've known Cleo for years and she never had a brother! Somewhere here someone was a liar. Or ... I shook my head, trying to clear it. Now was not the time."I guess it doesn't matter. It's just Dean is always acting like a John Travolta wanna be from some movie in the 70's and tonight he seems ....