It landed on the floor between us. I knelt down with a wheeze to pickit up."What is it?" asked Tina, and reaching for her dress."It's a wallet."I turn...d it over in my hand. It was old and battered, the leathercracked and worn. A single clasp with a press-stud held it closed. Iundid it and flipped it open in my palm.It was his.There were a couple of old five-pound notes and a twenty shoved intoone of the slots next to a credit card. A zip-up pocket was filled withheavy change. In a plastic. If I wasn't having sex with my mom too, I'd get pissed off, and holy shit, I've done the same a million times. I never even thought about them hooking up after I had sex with your mom, but when I saw them, we both loved that image." You don't have to tell me they were like a supernatural sex monster together. I don't know how much cum I lost just watching them, but then we came in and fucked each other's moms right in front of each other. Well, we both know that both of them know how to please. I could see otherwomen looking at me, but I decided to relax and enjoy the company ofBrad.We got to the entrance of the theatre and Brad gave the hostess ourtickets and she told us to follow her, and she lead us to a booth thatwas on the second level, right next to the main isle. As we slid in shetold us who our server was and that she would be seeing us in a minute.Brad was making comments like, "wow!, Brenda said this was romantic,but I never thought this romantic." A minute later our. The Japanese Operatives had done their job well - the JAL flight had landed at Tokyo airport less than two hours previously and Stacey had been prepped and ready for the mission for almost thirty minutes now. The noise of the Ty Ling bar was loud but polite - the Japanese businessmen vocal but well mannered in their appreciation of fine alcohol and finer women.Stacey had been brought in because it Intel had shown that the "mark" (or target) had a certain weakness for tall blonde and most.