? DO NOT READ FURTHER.? If you have trouble telling fantasy fromreality or have no desire to explore the darkest depths of the humanimagination then I...urge you to STOP READING NOW! ????????? AFTERTHE VOWS I don't know exactly what made me snap.? Maybe it was the cute redhead I saw at thegrocery store early that morning.? Thatevening, while I sat watching TV with my wife of 5 years I briefly thought ofthat redhead and started to get a little horny.?? I reached over and put my hands on my. She slowed when we hit inclines and her bottom came out of the seat and gave me an even nicer show of her ass as her legs pumped, but she never faltered and ploughed upwards relentlessly. Her hair wasn’t long enough to flow wildly in the draft our speed created, but as I watched the back of her head I enjoyed the sight of her blonde locks dancing and my imagination switched easily to running my fingers through her hair. At one point I was watching her too closely, didn’t see an upcoming pothole. ’With points even, they disconnected the call.The day after our arrival back in London Inspector Davies came to talk to Will he didn’t get anything new, other than Will’s insistence that Samantha was not party to the attempt on his life. He was still confused about what was real and what he’d imagined.I gave him all the details I had about Samantha’s suspected affair and details of how to access Bee Jay’s tracker. He assured me that they would get to the bottom of the affair and would arrest. It'll be better when I get my car back." "A young lad like you needs tae blow off some steam noo and again." She conspicuously placed her bony fingers on his thigh; strangely, he did not immediately recoil from this peculiar action. "Maybe your needin' some help wi' that..." Her eighty-seven year old hand shakily slid to his crotch and began weakly massaging his flaccid member through his black work trousers. This caught him off guard and he jumped back slightly in his seat, more than a little.