Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, das... die Anwaltskanzlei von einem kleinen, unabhängigen Museum beauftragt wurde, das beiliegende Tagebuch an den nächsten lebenden Erben des Erblassers auszuhändigen. Laut der Notiz hielt das Museum den Inhalt des Diariums für nicht geeignet, weder für die Ausstellung noch für wissenschaftliche Studien.Der Brief endete mit einem kurzen, aber. I had a small wet bar in the room with a couple of stools. I set the drinks on the bar and set down to wait for her to join me. I heard the speaker come on in the bedroom and knew she was about to join me. I still had on just my swimsuit and she still had on her bikini. We would be back in the water as soon as the k** woke from his nap. Until then we would have a couple of hours alone. I had come to really like these few moments alone with her.She came into the room and I watched as she climbed. Becky was sitting on the couch. "Okay baby. what do you want to do?" Without hesitation, she tugged on my shorts, pulling me closer, as she undid them. Then she pulled down my boxers My cock hanging down below my balls. She grabbed my cock, putting it in her mouth sucking the hood as she stroked the shaft. "Wow girl. You're not wasting any time are you?' She shook her head side to side as she kept my cock in her mouth. She took it out of her mouth, Licking the shaft up and down. Inadvertently,. “That’ll git you a private room. Ain’t got a toilet, but the sheets are clean. There’s not a single bedbug-“There’s millions of them.” I scolded him with the bill acting as a finger. “And everyone of them knows a story about Terry. Why does he flop here when he has an apartment?” I kept the fact that it was my apartment to myself.“I dunno. He comes and goes. I never saw him here more than two days in a row.”That didn’t add up. He must have somewhere else, a homeless shelter?“You once told me.