She added hastily, “For what it’s worth, I believe my friend. He says this thing will do its work and then fry itself into an untraceable lump. An......” she lowered her voice to add emphasis, “this would be a nice little poke in the eye for Dusty Ingram.”Roger snorted. Years before, Dusty Ingram had been a state senator for Nevada when the developers of Table Top were buying land for the resort. Roger had speculated on a central strip of that land and he wasn’t willing to sell it cheaply. Dusty. He softly spoke with reverence of people that I never met. I listened, nodded my head from time to time, or let my laugh speak for me. His love for people was sincere and devoted. I smiled up at him. I felt such a reverence of my own for someone who felt so passionately. I let my smile turn into an invitation, as he stopped speaking. The look he gave me was a familiar one. It was barely contained desire that looked out at me. I smiled even brighter. I felt my cheeks burn, and he moved himself. "Hey, only the purest intents," I said."Sure," she smirked.While she settled in, I grabbed the remote - I am the guy, after all - and turned her television to the game. We still had a few minutes of pregame left before tip-off, so I broached a subject she had touched on earlier."So... divorced?" I asked. She rolled her eyes and laughed."And happily," she said. "God, it was horrible. We met in law school, and it was love at first sight. At least for me. Anyway, we got married during the summer,. He dragged the zipper down, thrilling to the sight of her silky panties underneath, then he unzipped his own shorts. He leaned back and stripped her shorts down over her luscious hips, his mouth watering as her wet panties wriggled into sight. He tossed his own shorts aside and pushed his hand into his sister's mound, rubbing it through her thin panties. The smell of her wafted up to him, making his brain fuzzy with desire.He slipped his hand under her panties, feeling a finger slide into her.