"Hey look, if it isn't bawl. What's the matter? Bawling because your boyfriend left you." I knew who it was but stupid me, I did not ignore him. Inste...d I turned to verify my guess. Brad Tidleson, captain of the football team, star quarterback, over all ass. He was with his mindless goons as he said, "If you're that lonely. You can come in here and suck my big cock. No? You a one man's man? Oh well bawler, guess I'll have to catch you later." Before I could shot out a comeback, Brad burned. As he removed the foul weather gear, he saw the clothes strewn in the floor and recognized her silk robe, her sexy one. He didn't recognize the man's clothes dropped near the robe. He did quickly recognize the nature of the situation. He had been worried about something like this with his wife lately. She had slowly drifted away from both he and his son.Quietly he motioned to his son to stay downstairs while he investigated. He opened his gun cabinet, he was a detective first class in their. "I haven't seen much of you lately," she said with a look of curiosity."No ... I've been working hard on my new job. I want you to know that you are now talking to the President and only employee of Precise Word Services, Inc., Jacob R. Phaltz."Cindy laughed, just as I thought she would with my pompous little announcement."Bullshit! Jake the President? I don't think so." I tell you the truth, madam. I am it. I am the one. I am the boss. I am king!" I guess that was a little over the top, but we. Jared saw bright sunlight flashing into the top of the bag. Jack was humming as he walked out to his car. He sat the bag on the seat next to him and started the car.Jack took the bag inside when he stopped the car and carried it into the bedroom. Jared was poured out of the bag onto the bed with the other panties. He landed facing the ceiling. He saw a ceiling fan and little else. Jack picked Jared up."Elizabeth loves pink panties. I'll bet you're her favorite pair," Jack said. He dropped Jared.