” She said.“Sounds mysterious”“Well” she said her voice low and sexy, “I’ve noticed that you are stimulated by lingerie, and I’m hopin... that I can stimulate you a little more.” Giving a throaty chuckle.“Oh” he murmured, “So you’ve missed me.”“I’m on my third pack of batteries.” She replied, looking coyly at him.“That much,” he whispered.“Yes darling that much, have you missed me?”“If I take many more cold showers I think I’ll catch pneumonia.” He whispered hoarsely.“Oh you poor darling. I was. Looking Mac in the eye, she ran her tongue slowly over the surface, swallowing deeply and clearly savoring the experience. Mac began to breathe a bit faster and Samantha could make out the shape of his erection through his pants. ?You are teasing me my dear.? He grinned as he tossed the cane to the floor and began to remove his clothing. Samantha always loved the site of Mac’s body. He had the physique of a person who is active rather than someone who spent all day at a gym. He was all. This girl really knew what she was doing, and then caught me by surprise by rolling over with me inside, so that now I was on top. She put her legs up and locked her ankles, so she could pull me back in every time I moved, my prick going deep inside causing her more pleasure. I warned her that I was close, but she kept her legs locked around me, and as she got louder, I knew that our orgasms should be close together. As she came, so did I and she put her arms around my neck, pulling me into a. Isaac, of course. You have a problem, you call him, and he calls me. Problem solved. For a price. The poor fellow who ran the diner found himself on the bad end of a deal with Mr. Isaac. Not being an especially tolerant man he called on Glen and myself to make an example of the diner. Problem solved. Issue dealt with. Hearing the chime of the clock on the wall I re-focused my attention on the paper in my lap. Picking it up, the headlines jumped at me. Diner Explosion, Twenty-Three Dead. Arson.