There were weekly deposits in her accounts ranging from two to five thousand. Man! I didn’t think you could make that kind of money as a MILF on web...am. I set Cinnamon the task of finding where the deposits were coming from and locating any bookkeeping records that Georgia might have. It seems strange that we haven’t already stumbled across it. The house isn’t that big. But most of the time I’ve spent in the office was working the computers. I’m hoping I’ve missed something the searchers in the. "SHIT! I have to get her home, her mother will fucking kill me," I thought as she returned to the table. I paid the check and we waltzed out to my car hand in hand.We made small talk on the way home and before too long I pulled into the Webster's driveway, parking behind Mark Webster's Falcon. As I shut off the engine Nikki turned to me and, without warning, pressed her lips to mine in a passionate kiss. I instinctively responded until reason entered my lust crazed mind."MMmmmph... SHIT! No.... I want more. My hands on your thighs I pull you down in your chair a little so I can reach you better. Leaning in to kiss you as if it was your mouth. Soft at first, and then with more passion, and pressure. Eventually slipping in the tip, and then all of my tongue. Flicking it around inside you. I can hear a pencil breaking in your hand above the desk. So I give you a few seconds to catch your breath, then I'm back into you. My lips sealed against you while just my tongue alone plunges in and. I just stood there with the phone against my ear. 'No, that couldn't beright. I just talked to them. When I went to pick him up, I didn't say aword to him all the way home. I was just in shock. They were my world.My whole world, and they were just... gone." Neither one of you dealt with this well," Faye said evenly. "And youshould have dealt with this together. Everyone chooses a path, their ownway of handling problems. And you both choose not to deal with it." Mykaarched a brow."Miz Flaherty.".