So I was busted for 'possession with the intent to sell' because of the amount of drugs there were," I explained. "Oh I see. Well at least it wasn't a...ything real bad... nothing violent. That's something," she said. "No, it was nothing violent. I'm not the violent type. But I was pretty pissed off that no one listened to my side of the story and I got sent to prison for something that wasn't my fault! But it's over now and I have put it in my past. I just want to move on from here. Which is why. As seven pm approached Jackie stood and stretched. I stole a look at her thrust out chest, fantasising about the beautiful red lace of her bra and the natural tear-drop, tan-lined tits beneath that. Without a word, she swept into a conference room, letting the door shut behind her. In a minute or two I heard the dialling tone of the speakerphone and looking through the windowed door I could see Jackie, her back to me, leaning on her elbows on the table, waiting to be connected.Not entirely. I have two children of kids ages which are normally spending most of the time with their aunt’s children living a few yards away from our house and most of the time I’m alone at home watching TV shows and movies etc. It all started when my husband was off early one morning on a business trip abroad for a week. I had been really horny the night before and had tried to interest him in giving me a good fuck before he left but he had been too tired the poor baby and that really pissed me off. I had. I was looking through the paperwork on Stan’s desk, amazed that these expensive homes were sold at such good deals to the public. When the market bounces back, there could be a real boon back up here.“Let’s start at the Rose Blossom home, south of De Anza College and just work our way North to the Sunnyvale homes, and finish up in Redwood Village. I never thought that home would sell, with a $2 million-dollar listing price,” I said.“That was the last listing Robbie got before all hell broke.