"'Oh' I thought. 'I think I can see where this is going.' I gave them an uneven smile, then asked "OK. Do you think we can continue this conversation ...omewhere a bit less public?" Sure" smiled Dave "Come this way." he indicated.The two men led me into an empty office in the building they were working on ? the building was empty, and looked like the whole place was being redecorated. Dave shut the door, and leant against it."So what else did you see?" I asked.Pete just grinned, and handed me the. They didn’t.Ann knocked gently at our guest room door.“Come in,” I heard Cathy say from behind the door.It’s show time, I thought to myself.As Ann pushed the door open, I saw Cathy standing before the guest bed. As promised, she wore Ann’s white terrycloth robe d****d across her shoulders and cinched tightly about her waist. Notwithstanding the bulky robe, it was impossible not to realize that concealed beneath it was the lithe form of a sexy woman not yet twenty-three years of age. I felt my. There was enough space for fifty people easily in the space, so the smaller group could get very comfortable. Jane had got Rita to show ‘Notting Hill’ on the display that adorned the furthest wall of the area. Jon & Jim had made sure that they had all the wine coolers topped up to save the journey down to the cellar.CC had been close to Jon all evening as the film had been playing. Feeling the need to be in constant contact with the young man. Jon sensed her need and made it easy for her to be. My head was spinning and my heart was racing as I thought that they might be divorce papers. I didn’t want to look…fearing the worst, but I forced my eyes down to the table and the page on top of the stack of papers. I was immediately relieved…then a bit uncomfortable. I wasn’t looking down at a set of divorce papers…I was looking down at a printed copy of ‘We’ll Always Have Atlanta’ one of the stories that I wrote and have posted on Literotica. I’ve been writing and posting to Literotica for a.