I went back into the house to find Lisa making a tour of inspection. She picked up a photo of me with Jane. "Who's the girl, then, Kevin?" That's Jane... Jane Draper." Hmm. I don't think I know any Drapers." No, I don't think you know her." From this picture anyone would think she was your girlfriend." No, she's not my girlfriend, she's my fiancé." Your fiancé? Kevin have you gone mad? She looks young enough to be your daughter."After divorcing Lisa I was in no hurry to tie myself to another. The final phase was to hoist the mummy coffin from the crate and tenderly deposit it on the plastic covered warehouse cement floor.For a moment, they all paused reflecting on what lay in front of them. It was an object not disturbed for almost 4,000 years. The expedition documents recovered from the 1912 excavation indicated that even the archeological team restrained themselves from opening the coffin until they were in a safe environment.The cameras were ready.The recording devices were. Lynnette rolled atop him, trapping his erection between their hot flesh. She began moving her hips, caressing his cock with her wet gash. ‘I need you! God help me! I need you again!’ she gasped, grabbed him, and got him buried inside her. She began moving. ‘Oh, God!’ she cooed, ‘I love this! I love it!’ Faster and faster her hips moved, whipping his cock whip around her insides. Judging from the flush spreading over her body, Lynnette was enjoying herself tremendously. Her moans grew more. She thinks, “I was stupid and desperate, embezzling from the company, and more stupid to be caught so easily. Bill found the discrepancy before I could return the money. He replaced it, less than $1000, but showed me the evidence he collected first. It’s enough to put me in jail. Bill demanded a date, although he made it sound like a request. ‘Just something casual,’ he said, but I instantly knew that’s code for fucking me.”It was bad enough before this all happened, when he asked me out more.