“So get home fast, I’ve been ready for hours.” Inside, she was shaking with desire as they walked in silence to the front door. She’d had this...planned for days, knew exactly what she wanted and how she planned on taking it from him. Not that she wasn’t going to get anything in return. She was going to get plenty. But mostly she was going to make him hers. He slid the key into the lock of the door and opened it, holding it aside and motioning her through. She moved through quickly and slipped. He pondered her words for a few minutes, then called Dylan to his office and informed him of her discovery. Dylan’s cane fell when he sat back in his chair, floored by Sarah’s findings. He asked, ‘What does all this mean? What happens to my insurance claim now Mr. Kimbridge? Will I have to start the process all over again? We have collection agencies calling constantly. I…I…don’t know what to do.’ His voice trembled by the end of his statement. Peter picked the cane up and handed it back to his. Do you know what French kissing is? I asked. Ive heard of it, but I dont know how to do it. Isnt it something like just rubbing your lips together for a long time? No, I told her, its when you open your mouth and let our tongues touch each other. She looked at me doubtfully for a second, but then leaned towards me, her mouth open enough that I could see her tongue trying to dart out. I kissed her and slipped my tongue into her mouth and she jumped, but didnt pull back. We held the kiss for a. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for a few weeks to see, not her staff. She currently was standing over a map of her dig site, reviewing what she knew so far, her long brown hair tied back in a messy bun, to keep it out of her face.Her research had lead her to the discovery of an ancient Sumerian.