. not 30 thousand?”We all chuckled, then Matt confirmed, “Not a problem ... if you have the title, we can drive over to the bank and do an electro...ic bank transfer.”I did a little ‘Mind Check’ on the attorney as we all shook hands, just to make sure this was legitimate.I didn’t want Matt to squander that much if this was some kind of scam.It wasn’t ... and I had to laugh when I discovered WHO the owner was! He was a well-known Sports figure who was known to have ‘more money than brains’. He was. The dress fell apart. Your pussy, all of you on total display now, to his eyes and to mine. He watched, as I did, your fingers trace downwards, down to your pussy. He saw you stroke your outer lips, open them wide, showing the inside to your pussy, showing him your hard little clitoris. You slipped off the black leather dress; standing there, save for your black heels, naked for his eyes to devour you. I saw you sit on the edge of the coffee table, I saw you part your legs, wide. I couldn’t see. Finally we break the kiss and I look into your eyes, ‘I love you,’ I say with a grin as I close the door behind you. Your sparkling eyes tell me so much more than words ever could, but you respond anyway, ‘I love you too! Oh god, I want you…’ The last comes out in a breathless rush of words and you grab me again for another wild kiss. As your fingers run through my hair and your tongue darts out to meet mine, I pick you up and press you against the door. Hoisting you up to my waist, you swing. He thought for a moment, looked up at me, set the phone on the table, punched in the number, and put it on speaker. “Special Agent Baxter.”“Mitch Conner.” So far, I thought, these two aren’t too much into small talk.“You have this on speaker, it sounds like. Is she there, too?”“Catherine? Yes, she is. The only reason for your need to contact me would be about her case.”“True. Okay ... we need to meet here in our offices and the sooner the better. I think we should plan on at least a half day.