"Exhibit A," she said. "Now in this picture I think I can see someone whowas my husband, and yes they are dancing with a man. Now the man looks asif h... has his hand on my husband's bottom and his other hand is on histhigh. Now the man looks very similar to my bosses' husband. Now I assumethat is where you got the card for my interview so what was it a quickblow job in the toilet or maybe my bosses husband has a thing for analand it was a quick fuck in the toilet." It wasn't like that yes me met. After that he rubbed my crotch first soft than got harder. Next thing I knew he had his fingers inside my two-piece bathing suit and it felt so good and he was like my dream guy. He stopped kissing me and my eyes were closed, and then I felt something I didn't expect or even ever think about, he put me on my back on a towel, his head between my legs licking me with my bathing suit pulled to the side, his fingers spread my labia lips, I wanted to scream but I didn’t. I felt his tongue he kept. . yes." I said, stunned.He shook my hand and entered. I wondered how he'd gottenthrough the downstairs door without getting buzzed in; I never did find out.The big man looked around our small place, until his eyessettled on Joyce, who seemed fairly flustered."I wanted to talk to you in private." He said, "Mind if Isit down?" Of course not, please..." I stammered, still not believingHe was here. "Can I get you anything? Wine, juice?" A glass of wine would be nice." He said, seating himself onour. The letter asked that he give an update on the status of their seriousness in making him an example of frontier justice or if the heat was off and he was in no danger if he elected to return to the vicinity.Sam had to laugh out loud about the paragraph that described how the widow lady also enjoyed watching him mount her much younger female servants and give them the sting of his huge palms on their plump little bottoms.Brother Saul certainly didn’t seem to mind that she had some sort of fetish.