Alan Attached to the bottom of the letter was a key to a local hotel just around the corner from her home. Michelle’s heart pounded. Her eyes became...wide with expectations and fear and pleasure and passion all at the same time. ‘He is here!’ She screamed. She sat in the car and struggled with her next step. She could walk away and be done with it. If she went over she knew what would happen. She also knew she was married and what she about to do would betray her marriage. She also knew that. My hands were now roaming from his balls to his smooth ass as my mouth worked up and down on his cock and shaft, tasting more juice all the time, my aching cock felt his mouth swallow my knob and we were sucking each others cocks at the same time. His finger eased into my asshole and I pumped back and soon had my finger sliding in and out of his asshole. We were going to pop at this rate, just what I wanted. Somehow his knob got even stiffer and I knew I was going to get my first warm load of. If you aren't interested in taking what I can give you when I can give it tough shit!"I got up and left.At work Al sat me down with the file that contained copies of all of the OSHA inspections that the business had undergone. As I read through them I gained a good deal of insight into the governmental mindset. What came through was that most of the people doing the inspections were nit picking idiots.Most of what was written up was nonsensical bullshit. On one inspection they had written us up. The insanity had departed.He ate and drank. He prayed for the first time since leaving the temple schools. Taking pity on the horses, he moved their bits, saddles, and bags, taking time to rub them down and letting them graze unfettered.At midday he rode. For two days more he rode in silence putting great distance between himself and his dead friend.Late in the morning of the next day, Stefan drew close to a small farmstead. He had passed several in the last day or so, but he had refused to.