I hadn't thought much of it, figuring it was just how I was viewing it, but I think it denotes the occupant has died. Let's get this loaded onto the t...uck and get out of here before the people who live here return." Should we ... you know, offer a prayer or something?" Cynthia asked."I have no idea what we'd say, nor even what God they may or may not pray to," Josh countered. "But if you want to say something, go ahead. But I'd like to get this out of here before too much time passes."Cynthia. She looked really into it, laughing and touching the men. Jealousy and lust warred inside me. She looked so natural, so happy. Throwing back her head as she laughed, thrusting her breasts forward so the guys could look down her top. She should be laughing like that for me. Every so often, she would glance at me, seeing me watching and she would get more bold. Soon, her hands were rubbing one of the guys legs, then his crotch. And the man was getting bold, too. He was touching my wife's knees,. . Or Siobhan.Engrossed in his book at turns smiling and wincing at the accounts of naval fiascos, Mike didn’t notice her approach.“Excuse me, but do you mind if I join you?”Mike looked up to see a very pretty, blonde-haired, blue-eyed young woman, in a very short mini-skirt and a blouse that left little to the imagination, smiling at him. Unaware of Siobhan’s presence in the hotel or Mrs. Dunn’s plans, he had no reason to refuse (other than a desire to sit and read his book in peace). However,.
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