The house was pretty well covered up for the forensic teams but nobody tried to stop us entering and an hour later we were on the road,I slept most of...the way whilst Sherry drove and bless her, she woke me up as she swung into the parking space of the tiny little cottage on the edge of a lovely little copse and just two hundred yards from a quiet, little used beach.She was shattered, so I made the bed up and made her get in whilst I went down to the village and spent a fucking fortune at the. .. just... It's okay. I'll be okay. Just go back up to work. I'll be up in..." Jennifer quivered."... in about a half hour." I finished her sentence for her smiling." you sure hon?" on asked frowning me down."yeah." She said in a defensive voice. The woman glared at me, but went back into the building just the same.Me and Jennifer were soon behind some dumpsters. I wondered if she would do as I said without her her secretary co-worker there to order her. That sure was a freaky relationship. I. I hoped that those people would continue to be so happy. It was only a few hours later that I ran into the opposite emotion.I saw in the distance a wagon stopped in the middle of the road. I looked through my binoculars and saw that the wagon had a broken wheel. Standing beside the wagon was a man, a woman, and three small children. I decided to see if I could help, so I sped up to a fast trot. It didn't take me long to reach the wagon."Good day," I said as I approached. "Though it looks like. I, on the other hand was not. She explained to me that our greatest sex organ, wasn't the vagina or penis, (yes she did indeed use those clinical terms) but our brain. I needed to think sexy and therefore would be sexy. I left the shop with a purple paper tote bag with some lingerie and some massage oils and lubes, as well as a vibrator. My next stop was to my favorite department store for a new outfit. Something slinky, and maybe low cut. I was never blessed with big breasts and even.