“Suddenly, I have a bad feeling about this,” he said.“I sure do,” I agreed.“Bill, I think one of us should call Big Muddy and then get an ag...nt over there. The other one needs to call Florida and talk to whoever is watching Matheson. Like right now.”“I think you might be right,” Agent Stone said.“I’m going to tell Samantha to freeze Murray Matheson’s codes right now,” I said.I pulled my cell phone from my pocket and dialed Samantha’s cell phone.“Cancel his codes,” I said. “Like right now.”“And. "GRANDMA!" he screamed, pulling his pants back up quickly."WALLY!" I screamed back, feigning shock at first and adding with disgust, "you little pervert! How DARE you?"I can explain!" he blurted, yanking the pantyhose off his head and ditching the pair around his dick, hurridedly stuffing his stiff dick into his jeans as he sat on my bed."Oh, really?" I snarled, standing before him in my dark business suit of shortish skirt, blouse, blazer and high-heeled shoes, hands on my hips, head cocked to. She liked Mrs. Henson verymuch, had come to regarded her as a second mother (much as she'd adoptedDave as an older brother). Four years ago, she would have refused to letMrs. H. touch her. But four years ago, she'd been a completely differentperson.Roslyn lowered the frock over her waist and hips, dropping it to the floorwith a loud, wet slap. A delicious tremor swept through Janey's system asthe air kissed her bare skin, electric fire danced up and down her spine. Anodd sense of pleasurable. He caught the first faint smells of vanilla, and he knew... She was sitting on the bed, her arms outstretched behind her, her palms flat on the bed supporting her and revealing the curve of her breasts. Her legs were crossed, the deep purple dress pulled up enough to afford him a long look at her stocking'd legs, ending in high spiked purple heels. A powdery chalk line was drawn down the length of the room, splitting it in half and separating her from him. There was a chair on his side, facing.