Just being an adult, and not ready for marriage, she didn't go “too far”. In somewhat hushed and indirect tones, the older women had explained jus... what was allowed and what wasn't.She could hold men and women tight, kiss them, let their hands travel over her body, but too much more than that wasn't allowed. But that was enough for her. In fact, the part she liked most was just being seen, how the guys and girls would stare at her firm young breasts and hard dark nipples through her sheer linen. She glanced towards the front a few times and saw the glances of the driver as she masturbated her husband’s prick. Fred had asked her so many times about returning the adult theater that she had lost count. They both enjoyed performing in front of other men there or in Chicago.But it didn’t stop the sexy wife’s dangerous thoughts. She caught herself driving by the adult theater while she was alone but she was afraid to go inside by herself and what could happen with her increasingly sexual. A second later a warm yellow light burst forth - temporarily he was blinded.His tired eyes slowly focussed, the first thing he saw was the empty plinth, and then another lamp laying on the caves floor. Events started to come back to him, in desperation he swung around, almost falling. Clumsily he staggered into the inner temple - the icon was gone!"No!" Ripped from his parched lips.He had to get to the surface soon, find the icon and rectify this mess. Just then the lamp spluttered, and. You have to prove to me you are really with me. That you’re not getting involved with that cop guy.” She knew this was as good a time as any to broach the plan that she and Mark came up with. “Speaking of the cop. He called me yesterday to set up a meeting for you guys to discuss him joining up with you.” “And just what did he have to say?” “He said that he will be over at the Starbucks on 101 Avenue tomorrow around noon and asked that you be there. He has some information for you. Information.