Fortunately, my cover story was that I had only just arrived and must have been waylayed, then staggered in here.Since I had visible means of support ...nd none of the owner's property on my person, the family treated me like one of their own, a fine Mormon trait.Over breakfast, for which they refused my offer of recompense, I told them I was looking for a relative of mine.Upon hearing the name - Melody Sharp - the owner looked at me aghast and said, "You're related to HER?" You know her"? I. Her arms snaked around his neck and she opened her mouth accepting his tongue. He tasted of the Scotch that he had drank for dinner. His hand caressed her firm young breast, teasing the nipple till it was hard. His lips left hers and she sighed as his mouth found the pink pebble and his hand slid lower. Her hands closed over the back of his head as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipple. His hand slipped between her thighs and she let her legs fall open for him. His fingers glided over her. "It's OK, you have something I want and in return I'll help you with your problem," she told him.It was just after eleven when they got to the apartment. He looked around and was shocked to see the works of art. This woman had very fine taste and money besides. If the works were real, why she must have had millions hanging on her walls."Closer to three hundred million, and they are all real," her voice broke his chain of thought. Then it hit him, she knew his thoughts. She saw the look on his. And if nothing else, this project might help you see some things clearer, or answer some of the questions no one seems to want to hear, much less answer. I want that with you, and I think you want it with me, don’t you?”That caught Laura off guard. So many things flashed before her eyes. Did she want to do things with him? Yeah, but what exactly? She hadn’t thought this would ever come to this, and even during the hike back here into this hidden niche, she thought Michael was just going to.