Tiny told me the profit from the engine, not only paid for the day, but it paid for the motor shop for a couple of months.That's what those bean count...rs are for. To either make you feel good or tell you to sew your pockets shut.We left at six fifty with Charlie leading our group. We arrived a little early at seven forty five. The track attendant showed us across the track to the infield area. We parked next to the pit area Gene's truck was parked. The guys began pulling stuff from trucks to. “Kinda hard to hide it when you’re this pasty,” she whispered, rubbing the flushed skin on her chest. With a sigh, “Damn you, John...you’re gonna force my hand, aren’t you?” Straightening her dress and fixing her hair, she gave herself another look before exiting the bathroom, fairly certain what she was about to get herself into. Where are you…? She slowly made her way from the bathroom, carefully looking around to avoid her husband, before scanning the room for her stranger. The inner slut. Chapter 2: Peter Finch PII met with Peter in his office and we discussed the implications of Bessie's dealings with Cole and Shaw. I suggested we approach the State building regulator to see if any of these code violations were legal."The first thing we need to establish is there any evidence of graft here" said Peter, "I'll sound around a few of my contact to see if anyone smells a rat, its surprising how careless people can be when they think no one is looking."We left his office and went. Responding seriously, he claimed they could never afford me as if that was some sort of compliment. This friend was different."It was Billy. Within minutes we bonded. Not only did he refrain from staring at me lasciviously, he talked to me as an equal. Mostly we talked about dance and martial arts, comparing the two. He'd give me details about dance performances he saw live or on film. I explained the philosophy and methodology of the styles, demonstrating occasionally. He often stared into my.