I drove her to her place and we chatted along the way. She was still very flirty and she kept putting her hand on my leg or pushing my arm. She told m... to park in front of the house instead of in the driveway."Thanks for the ride. And for being so nice tonight," she said to me."No problem. I didn't mind your company. Especially in those jeans." I noticed you enjoyed that," she said with a grin. "I have been wondering how much all night. Let me take a look."Then she reached over and put her hand. That was why he hadn't come forward to her, or sent a message that he was well and alive.It must have been a matter of secrecy. How tired she had grown of all these dark affairs, so many lies heaped upon lies. The lies they had sworn to break and burn away, those very lies were probably what kept them alive even now. What irony, to have had your life built around what you despised most.It was the only way, they had kept telling to themselves. The only way they could change things once and for. John’s bed buddy being there wouldn’t help me at all. John had to have a lawyer present, since everybody in Vicksburg seemed to think I had an affair with Linda. It wasn’t true. It was just a lie which Barry had spread around.Everybody knew Barry was the worst kind of liar, ‭ but they all loved a bit of gossip as well. It was Sunday Morning when I arranged an accidental meeting with Linda Abrams. I arranged the meeting at the First Church of The Nazarene. I hugged Megan and spoke to Linda in a. I screamed, and for half a second wondered if I'd disturb her neighbors. In the next half a second, I couldn't have cared less.Her tongue did things a penis never could. She brushed my inner walls, wiggled it and twisted, tasting places I didn't even know I had. She lapped repeatedly at the little rough spot, and I rocked hard, trying to help her reach it better. I was heating up from the inside out. I cried out her name, asking, begging her for more.She plunged two fingers in as her mouth.