She straightened a wrinkle, admiring the deep red of her fingernails. She was back on track, wasn’t she? Three days since she’d started again, and...everything was under control. Yesterday a colleague said he was glad to see she was the old Prue again.She took it as a compliment, smiling at the sweet old man.Ah, she could use compliments. For a moment, she’d thought things were back to being all right with Pete and their marriage – until she saw him masturbating. She’d been sure it had been. While driving we chatted and became more familiar with each other and once you are chatting with a female of equivalent interest then time passes in no time and we reached near her home it made me sad that we are going to part away now. I was reluctant to just drop her which she understood and was smiling wickedly learning about my desire.She asked me wickedly what is it, I asked her in return where is my smooch, she said it’s here, it made me happy, seeing my sparkling smile on my face she. In a few minutes she was back and I didn’t notice it. I was looking at the swimming pool. She called out for me and I turned around.The following was our conversation::Lady: Nice view right? I always am watching the pool and people.Me: Yes. Its very relaxing.Lady: I’ve seen u to be the most regular at the pool.Me: Yes, I love swimming.Lady: That’s really nice, and I’ve seen u r very fit too..Me: Thanks.Lady: I’ve told my husband so many times that he must get into shape, but he’s too lazy to. The plan really only needed about eight people, but we added an extra person to each of the four teams to compensate for any changes to the plan, or some weird fuckup, but it really all went virtually perfectly, at least until the end.”“How so?”“Ok, the first team secured the perimeter, allowing fast uncontested access for the other three teams both in and out. Easy squeezy. The gate guard didn’t even need a hypo-shot and was already snoozing at his post even before we drugged him. The second.