You hear such horror stories about children in their care.”Glancing down, she patted the papers, sighed, and handed them to me. “Would you conside... this?” she asked. “For Amelia?”I read the top sheet and my world tilted. Petition for the Appointment of Guardianship for Amelia Destiny.An old memory flashed back to me; Darren Faith. My hands shook. He’d been right! All this time when I’d thought I was in charge, I hadn’t been! Like the Michelina’s frozen dinner, so long ago, my life was being. Suddenly realizing what was happening, Pam pulled away enough to disengage our wantonness and said, “Whoo, Jack! I’m afraid I’ve had a little too much to drink! Sorry if I came on too much!” Her face was flushed and she was breathing a bit heavy. Actually, so was I.“Well, I’m not! That was a wonderful dance! Makes me want to sing love songs to you all night long.” I am quick if nothing else, not in bed, just retorts. ”You can dance with me whenever you like!”Pam smiled sweetly up at me and put. "You're not wearing any," I pointed out."Oh!" she said, her eyes going wide. One hand went to shield her pussy. "Should I be scared?"Only then did I realize she was teasing me. It was surreal.I pushed the shorts off and lay there.First, she leaned over to reach and grip me. That turned out to be awkward, so she crawled up onto the bed and got on all fours, next to me. She held herself up with her left hand while the right stroked. But she was too high up to be able to bend her wrist properly. Lies, all of it. I knew he was banging his new hot young secretary, some niece of one of the Company Division Presidents of O'Malley Oil that had been thrust onto him, Mike had said. Hah! I knew just what kind of "thrusting" they were really up to.I hadn't been able to prove anything back at home, and the worthless window peeper PI that I had hired kept demanding more money than I wanted to spend to produce his worthless little reports of nothingness. I bet Mike found out about him and paid him.