They talked more like old friends than two people who had just met two hours ago. The hours were flying by and both were having a good time.Peg remark...d, "I am glad Jane insisted I go out. This is very enjoyable."They noticed that the band had started up and that there were some couples dancing. Ray asked Peg if she wanted to dance and she said she would love too as she hadn't danced in many years. Ray admired her cute backside as she walked to the dance floor. Ray held Peg in his arms, letting. I was working late on a Humvee, saw them, and tried to stop them. The scar is a result of that confrontation." "Were they able to blow up the motor pool? Is that where you got the scar?" Cyn wanted the whole story, I guess."No they forgot or didn't know that every U.S. Marine is a trained rifleman, even motor pool mechanics. My training enabled me to stop them but I got too close to one of them and he cut my face, ergo the scar." Telling that story always embarrassed me a little; I guess that's. I've wondered ever since I saw you leading your first pony at a fair."The conversation petered out after that and Stone hung up. He immediately dialed the number of a County Commissioner he was friendly with. "Sonia, this is Stone. I was wondering if you could do me a favor. A business competitor of mine, Sylvia Irwin, has taken some property of mine and I want to know all her real-estate holdings in this state." Why don't you just take this to the police?" Because I can't prove it. I need to. I circled a finger around the outside of my desperate hole, then plungedit in hard and deep. A pleading moan drove from my lips. I lost track ofmyself in the mirror as my eyes rolled up into my head, my back arching,my hips driving forward, losing myself to the pleasure as I pumped asecond and then third finger in and out while circling that wonderfullittle bundle of nerves with my thumb.Fuck. Being a guy had nothing on this."Jamie?" came a voice. There was a knock. I jumped. The finely.