I was excited when she told me we were going to take the wagon to the warehouse. I had never ridden a horse or wagon before so it was a nice experienc... as we rode away from the farm. I had trouble trying not to stare as I often looked down at her breasts. The bumpy dirt road from the farm made them bounce and jiggle to my amusement.“So Eric, what do you think about my little establishment?” Mrs. Day-Sea asked as we slowly rolled away from the farmhouse.“It is a beautiful view, Mrs. Day-Sea,” I. I've done many bad things for the organization,but I can give the FBI information that links the Tongs here withorganized crime in Hong Kong. If the Tong find out I'm here they willkill me. Mr. Lim might even be one of them, and that's why I don't wanthim to know about me. If I give the FBI the information, the Tongs willgo to any length to kill me and that's why I will need protection." It sounds like you might have important information, but you are goingto have to be more specific, I can't. I want you inside me. I want you inside me right now.' She moved like she was gonna climb on top of me. As great as her hand felt, I knew it would be totally insane to do it right there with her, with Sam in the same damned bed! I mean, she's a pretty sound sleeper, but shit!" Yea, that would be pretty risky." Damn right. I was still afraid to talk, but since she was so close I could at least whisper, 'Dylan ... no way! Not with Samantha right here. NO!' She made kind of a whiny, pouty little. ‘Is she married? Does she live around where you do? Are you still friends?’ ‘Yes, but we don’t chat as much anymore.’ The pause this time is longer, before he adds, ‘It was a special afternoon, for both of us, I think.’ Another blip in time, and then he asks me, ‘Why do you ask?’ I note that he hasn’t answered most of the questions I have asked him. I remember his words to me: ‘A gentleman never tells…’ and I smile. ‘I was just wondering what it would be like if we met…’ Seems like only.