Jeff's office is right across the street next to the bakery. Go see him now."I went across Main Street to the law office of Jeff MacDonald. A receptio...ist greeted me from behind a desk surrounded by bookcases filled with big law books. I can't imagine having to look through them to find some point of law to make a case for or against something. But then, that's what those guys do.The lady got up and went through a door, then came back and said Mr. MacDonald would see me now.The face on the man. "We took them off and I believe I see them over there on the table." She looked and I slid my hand down to tangle in the little patch of golden curls to prove it. She groaned as I caressed her and pushed my hand away. "Stop, Riggins, unless you plan to stay here all day. Let me get dressed. You better hurry, too." We caught a cab and I asked him where the nearest church was. He took us and it was quite a building. The pastor was a guy with a big smile, big hair and nothing to say. He was a good. Never.” She gasped; squeezing her breasts and making me feel bizarrely proud of her. From the angle I was watching I couldn't see him penetrating her body but he was moving his hips back and forth slightly with short thrusts. “Are you sure, Anna?” He sniggered. By my wife's reaction and movements he was obviously fucking her. He then began to thrust deeper but keeping at the same speed as my wife began to arch her back upwards with every forward thrust. “Yes ... I have now.” She moaned.I. " Sure, Carol," said Jill. "I'll see you tomorrow afternoon." Bye, Jill," answered Carol, picking up a manila folder containing the calibration schedule files. In reality, all the schedules had been fully established, but this was just another ruse to provide cover for Carol's real intent: finding some relief for her hypersexuality problem.Leaving the lab, the Carol walked down the main hallway toward the elevators. She anxiously punched the button several times and was rewarded moments later.