When he saw, I was not opposing any more, he loosened his grip a bit and kept on squeezing my boobs, kissing my neck, shoulder, and upper back, lickin... my ear lobes, and tried everything to seduce me. I was getting hornier with him feeling me so intimately, but was controlling myself.Then when he was satisfied that I am not resisting anymore, he stood straight, but still with his left hand on my left breast, left my right breast and slid his right hand down, I was holding my breath as he was. You get your stuff sorted out. See how much stuff the pilot can ferry with each flight. I’ll check with the skipper.”The director looked up and said in a voice so soft and low that his deputy had to strain to hear it:“You bring me a shadow, and if we hadn’t worked together for so many years I would have your ID on my desk and yourself escorted from the building, under guard, to the nearest psychiatric ward.”Deputy Jameson shifted uneasily, but he trusted his old friend to stay calm in the face. It was a chance of a new start. We moved to the small remote farming town isolated in the bowels of Alabama. I managed to get a low paying job in sales which meant being on the road a lot, hotel nights away, achieving budgets and reaching targets. My wife, Debbie, got a job as a bookkeeper at the local grain merchant. It was the biggest business in town. I normally got home late and tired to satisfy her bedroom demands or was away on business hotel nights. As summer approached she stopped. Sandy tied a small compression bandage she ripped from the hem of Ben's BDU blouse over the puncture. She was morosely certain it'd only be good enough to sop up the blood, until Ben could see a doctor and get whatever was in there out.Ben touched her chin lightly. "I'm OK, babe. Your face is a bit bloody too?"She responded more to the question in his voice than in his words. "I got clipped by something, but it's OK. It stings a little when sweat drips into it." She stopped, as there was a.