They did some pretty heavy necking for a while and then Mario put his hand inside her blouse. At that point she pushed him away, got out of the car an... went into the house.The next night it was the same except the necking started as soon as Mario pulled up at the curb and lasted much longer and that time he got to play with her tits for a while before she stopped him. By the end of the week he was finger fucking her and she was giving him hand jobs.It happened on a Wednesday. It was Mario's day. Scanner Bob had finally let go, gave up control, and let the world play on without him as he fell asleep beneath Cindy, happy thoughts of hunting knives, razor cutters, pruning shears and small, troublesome handguns floating around in his head. Oh, and that wonderfully pointed ice pick. ***** ‘I don’t understand, Tom, what are you talking about?’ Linda stood in her kitchen, still grasping the handle of her carry-on. Tammy leaned on the kitchen counter listening to one side of the conversation,. To my surprise it was Hannah.Hannah asked, “Has Lauren got your computer working again?”I was surprised and replied, “Yes, Lauren got my computer going, but I thought she told you that?” I was less surprised when I saw the smile on Lauren’s face and suddenly realised that when she answered her phone before there was no Hannah at the other end.Hannah replied, “I didn’t call before. I was at the hairdresser most of the time and only got back ten minutes ago.” I could feel the smile in Hannah’s. His much younger wife was inconsolable – publicly vowing to continue Worth's 'public endeavors.'Mrs. A was some forty years younger than her husband but could not be considered a mindless trophy wife by any means. It was she who convinced old HW to start the 5225 project: What else could the childless couple leave behind, after all, that would really MEAN something? So she got the money, continued to provide the monetary support for 5225, and set about to collect a 'necessary' mercenary force,.