"Actually, a bit of a kink, I guess. Like I said, flirting with the forbidden. It really was a heady experience for fourteen. It was probably half an ...our before I got my heart rate back down and rode on down to Mandy's to go swimming." Did you do it again?" he laughed."Not again that summer," she sighed. "I mean, I thought I'd just barely gotten away with it; I thought I'd almost been caught. It wasn't until later I realized that if anyone would have come up on me from behind they'd have to. ”“Hide them in plain sight but don’t make a big deal about it because it would besmirch the DOJ.”“Bingo. That’s why I was suspicious, but honestly, there is less than nothing. Those two FBI guys have lives as boring as watching paint dry! I think I’d kill myself if my life were that boring!”“And yet, for some people, that’s just how they like it.”“Not us, Steve. That’s not who we are.”“No, it’s not.”We got up, hugged, and rejoined the rest of the family. I spent time with the kids before they. "I don't want to split up the family but you seem to think that paying for sex was more important than me and Izzy."Simon groaned and Rhea shouted at the stricken gentleman."I would like us to try and work through our problems. It will take months, years probably, and I may never be able to trust you again, but I would like to try. For Izzy."Simon wailed and got up to hug Rhea who halted his progress with an outstretched knee in his genitals. He collapsed prostrate and Rhea stood over him. "You. Both often wore those tight short shorts and figure hugging polo type tee shirts that accent every delicious sexy curve of their fabulous bodies. My wife had the measurements of 36D-26-36, while my daughter had a 34D-35-34, both very firm. As they strolled through the mall looking for what they needed they were not aware of the dark eyes that were looking them over lustfully, checking out their fabulously sexiness with thoughts of fucking them. They were 4 young black men from the part of town.