She told them she wouldn't testify if they didn't set this up. I got a little pissed when I realized the fucking FBI was reading my stories but she to...d me the two agents she had dealt with, tony and Micky, said they were appreciated, a lot read them and thought I was good. I was never really convinced they were anything but okay so I quit worrying. I've met both of them and like them. We are somewhere in the millions of square miles of water called the Pacific Ocean. Sixty-four Million square. The decor is dark but classy. There are few people inside. You take a seat on a very comfortable bar stool. The bartender, a beautiful exotic women, asks what you'd like to drink and if you would like a menu. You are so distracted by her beauty that you don't hear a word she says. “Sir?” You startle back and tell her to surprise you. she smiles and turns to mix you a drink. The smell in the air is intoxicating almost like an aphrodisiac. Your eyes lock onto the bartender's slender back and. She took the food and some plates + cutlery into Helens room. “Wake up honey, dinner is served!” Helen opened her eyes and saw a naked Keri with a plate full of food and a ribbon & bow on her pussy. “Now that’s room service!” “I know it’s only fast-food, but it’s all I could manage.” “Don’t worry about it Keri, I’m feeling much better. I’ll cook a proper meal tomorrow.” Keri then said, “Oh, I totally forgot about the salad!” and she started to undo the ribbon. Helen was surprised to see that. “I like the way you feel.” He wrenched her arms from him and stood back to look at her. She was tall, and large. Her breasts were ample and her stomach was soft, her hips generous enough for him to hold her by. She often lamented her size, but he cherished every part of her. Pulling her to the edge of their bed, he dropped to his knees before her, eager to settle her worried mind with the pleasure and safety they had so often before found in each other. He undid the ribbon tying her robe closed.