I was started when I felt Misha running her hands up my thigh and rubbing my crotch. I woke up and realized what I did and started to apologize. Misha...started kissing me in mid sentence with a definite passion and heat. I opened my eyes and cleared the cob webs from my head so I could see what time it was, ‘3:00 Oh Shit!’ I thought ‘I’ve been asleep 4 hours’. Misha immediately calmed me down by saying ‘ Its ok baby, I have a surprise for you. As she stood up I could see she apparently had a. “No, that’s no necessary. Neither is why you originally came here,” I stated.“Excuse me?”, he said, a puzzled look on his face.“Mrs. Warwick, you did say your husband was a bit of a changed man.”She frowned. “Well, yeah. He’s quit drinking, he treats the kids right, he’s treating me right, and he’s even quit being so friendly with Bill Sutton, which is a good thing since Bill’s wife and kids left him.”“Just a second, Mrs. Warwick. Scribe Haylen, this is Sentinel Wilson, do you copy?”“Go ahead,. There was light coming from the inside and one of the doors was open. My curiosity got the better of me. I knew Tripp was in there, and I just wanted a quick peek. No one would see me, I reassured myself as I began to walk over. I wondered what had made Tripp seem so uneasy, and I had a feeling it had to do with the reason I had seen him on the trail that day. As I approached the barn, I heard a few voices talking quietly on the inside. ‘I’m not gonna lie, Tripp, it’s pretty bad,’ came the. "Yes, I really need to find a washroom." Her thighs were rubbing together, but not for the reason Sarah might have imagined."Well, actually, my work is right near here, and no one will be there on a Saturday." Ohhh, that's perfect."Sarah took the lead, and after just a couple of blocks she was fitting her keys into the lock at the ominously darkened and quiet office building. It was a bit eerie for both of them, travelling the dimly lit hallways, but strangely even more so for Sarah, who was.