Alice started walking slowly over to where Mr. Benton sat. She knelt down behind his desk and between his legs and stared at the bulge behind his zipp...r."Slut Alice, if I have to ask twice again, I will not stop in calling the police," Mr. Benton informed her, "and this is self-service so get to work."Alice slowly unzipped the pants and worked her hand inside. She was shocked to find Mr. Benton was not wearing underwear. She wrapped her hands around what felt like a baseball bat and pulled it. Good luck and please keep in touch. Please let me know how things are going for you. If I can ever be of any help to you in the future, please let me know.”Mark thought it was a good news/bad news situation. Her engagement solved a problem but the sex with such a beautiful passionate woman was something only a few men in this world would ever enjoy. Trish did have a good heart and Stu was a lucky guy.A thank-you note was received from Connie for the gift he had given her. The note was sent to. "So what do we do now?" Return to Chicago, get married, and take a trip around the world in my schooner." You mean sail around the world?" I've always want to do that. Sail around the world with the woman I love. Take our time, stop where we want, stay as long as we want, and just have a great time. Just the two of us. The only thing that would make me change plans are if you get seasick easy." I've been on small boats like yachts and things and the rough waters never upset me." I would like. And that would never ever happen if she was alive. As I pondered whether it would be worth the risk; the devil won out and I raised the rifle again and adjusted the scope elevation for the distance to Mrs. Palmer and squeezed the trigger. The rifle barked and I saw my 2 legged "deer" fall backward on the bench; convulse a few times and then she was still. Climbing down out of the stand; I made my way down the hill and across the creek. Christine Palmer lay on her back on the bench with her feet.