“We know, Aunt Grace,” said Gérard. “But perhaps under the circumstances you could share some of your relationship with us since we’re taking...her with us?”This wasn’t quite true, Amélie thought, given stories Sandrine had already told them, and probably irrelevant even if it were true, but she wanted to know just as badly as Gérard did. She was fairly certain Father and Grace knew Sandrine was their lover, although she hoped Sandrine had not gone into detail with them about her trysts with. .. but my life didn't begin 17 years ago.Believe it or not seven months ago I was a robust man of 48. FrankMarsh was my name, and I served twenty five grueling years as a homicidedetective for the Houston Police Department. It was a career cut shortby a hoodlum's bullets in a Exxon Tiger Mart. Rather than beingshuffled off this mortal coil like another diseased animal I was givensecond chance to solve the case which had long haunted my nightmares.The Light --a supernatural force which I. She seemed a little sun burnt from hanging out at the beach. I started squeezing her boobs and she was moaning.She pulled down my shorts in one tug and my dick just popped out. She started sucking, rubbing and licking on it like she had not eaten in days. She rubbed the head on her face and her neck and in a few seconds I just came like a fountain, she sucked me dry for a few seconds after that.I pointed her to the couch and she sat there and took her track pants off and her panties, it looked. “We were conned,” I said ashamed. We sat there in silence. We were found out by possibly the greatest undercover con artist ever, mom.After a while, we decided to go to Subway so we could get out of the house, and since we were both hungry. On the way out the door mom told us she would take Aunt Mary home (for real this time) and to help dad set up for their party if he asked. We took what she said in stride and left. It felt great to be behind the wheel, I kept poking fun at Jackie that she.