"You guys enjoy your date night. Netflix is playing Titanic."Heavy footsteps followed behind, and she knew it was him."Wait up lover; I've got our sna...ks."Ivy ran to her car. Shaking fingers scrambled to unlock the door as the oppressive night air surrounded her. Once inside, she quickly rolled down the windows releasing the heat collected over the past few hours. She watched as he exited the store, stopping to look around before heading thirty feet to a black car parked near the closed gym.. “I’d like this please,” she points to the item on the menu, squeezing her thighs together as she feels her climax coming. She puts her hands in her lap, grabbing the sides of the chair pushing her hips into his hand. Jeremy grins taking his time ordering from the menu as his hand works on her core fiercely. After a few minutes, the waitress walks away, completely unaware of what’s going on at the table she just left. Selena leans over and stuffs her face into her husband’s neck as she cums all. What do you make of it?’ Fred scanned the dozen or so pages. ‘It’s all jihad stuff. There doesn’t seem to be any meat here, just slogan and exhortations. It’s extreme radical shit. ‘Death to America’ and all that. That’s not to say there isn’t a coded message built in there somewhere but I’m not a cryptographer. On the other hand, as repetitive as some of the phrasing is, I’d bet there’s a message somewhere. Who exactly is the unsub here?’ ‘The guy who drove into your front yard—almost. "Annie, you don't ever, ever want to have to find out which of those people Steven is. If you love Steven and your marriage then you just put this the fuck behind you and forget it." She ended, and we were silent. I'd known Ginny's parents had divorced some years before. Once I'd asked why, but Ginny was so evasive in answering and so quick to change the subject that I realized it was a sensitive issue she couldn't find the strength to address even with me. I backed off and haven't gone there.