Once he did I would get up get my cloths that I had hidden, get dressed real sexy and sneak out the back door. I’d wear my high heels, silk stocking... a nice wig that I saved up for, and I had this real tight dress I would wear. It was so tight I could bearley walk in it. I could only take little steps. Each night I went out I walked a little further, till one night I made it all the way down to the boulevard 5 blocks away. I was just about to turn around and come home when a bright light. She had a white cane at her side, she was blind. I walked up to the guy painting her and told him, ‘Muy bonita,’ in broken Spanish. ‘Ah, American right? The painting is for sale and will be ready soon.’ ‘I will buy it. Who is the lady?’ ‘Her name is Paloma, the wife of a candidate for mayor.’ ‘He commissioned this?’ He laughed and said, ‘Yes he did.’ I knew her name was not Paloma but a reference to her being a sitting pigeon. I took pictures of him and the painting then pictures of the lady. Oh yes he has such a large cock I couldn’t believe what I had in my hand not only was it long but thick so big in fact she said she could not get it back in his boxers so he could cum on his own clothes the problem was solved by a packet of tissues that someone had left on a filing cabinet. A few weeks later Jill came home with a smile on her face so I said well tell me then, she explained that Ray wanted her to go for a drink with him after their next team meeting. I asked if she wanted to go. AJ was crushed, but kept looking anyway. He had to find her, see her, one last time. He was a MAN now, and knew what to do, to drive her into his arms. He didn’t even care if she was married! He had to have her, at least once. Disappointed, AJ hit the bar, just after dark, and rapidly kicked back three shots of Jack, trying to drink Rachel away. A couple of the bar sluts, took turns rubbing up against his leg, trying to entice a good fuck out of him, but AJ thought only of Rachel and.