The sale of the Westland property had slipped through his fingers moments before signing over remote fears of a potential water rights dispute. He se...iously doubted the 250-acre spread of sagebrush would ever sell, and grabbed a cold Miller before heading into the adjoining den to check his answering machine. She sat in the plush leather chair with a cascade of red curls that tumbled over her pale pert breasts which could easily poke an eye out. Sensuously she rose from the chair on a pair. "It's a long enough time to prove intent and I don't want it going down at a busy traffic time."It was an edgy, somewhat surly NIS team that herded their captives into one of two connecting rooms of the motel. There were no suites available, adding one more irritant. Now, the door to the second room would have to be watched.The man who had groped for Molly's phone was nursing a very painful nose, and Bradley's shoulder was very sore from being slammed to the pavement by Curt. Rather than. I wanted to use it as a retort to her response. I sat down in the TV room and turned on some smooth jazz and waited to see what happened next.After, almost seven songs, Deb walked in and sat on the couch next to my recliner. She sat still for about three more songs and then she very quietly spoke.“I love you, Mick.”“Not, “I know you do?”, Deb?” I asked quietly.“What?”“Deb for a very long time now, every time I told you that I loved you, your answer was ‘I know you do’. You haven’t told me ‘I. My secretary did as she told but only aftermy wife told her her husband would find out about her affair if shedidn't."Me wearing my secretary's knickers and the tattoos are my wife'srevenge and her way of ensuring I don't stray again. After all what's awoman going to think when they see me in knickers and the kinda pornotattoos when she goes down on me?" Hop on the table," Margaret said. I did and the two of them each tookone of my legs and secured my ankles into two stirrups, the samestirrups.