She was going to do pre-med in Portland, then off to somewhere back east for doctor school. The Chicken Shack was to make some money for college. And ...he saved everything. She was an honest and busy little worker. Always smiles and happy to see everyone. A never ending fountain of energy, that one. I noticed something off about her after the Fourth of July. There was that little one tent circus that came to town. Didn’t even know those things even existed anymore. They were all foreigners that. What was she doing?All he could do was follow them. For reasons not too hard to imagine, the van wasn't in such a hurry any more, and he was right behind it in no time. He thought about passing it and forcing the driver to stop, dragging whoever it was out and beating him to a pulp. But he wasn't the jealous type.Was he?In his mind his wife had already unzipped the driver's pants and pulled his cock out. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other in her hair as she sucked him off, and. When the germ team got to the airport, the custodial people had cleaned the departure areas just like always, and the restrooms were spotless, as well. There was nothing to find, because the device went in the garbage with the rolls of used up toilet paper, and disposed of long before they could be checked out."We had nothing to go on except that it seemed to start in the airport."I interrupted, and said, "But Carmen was at the Cruise Ship Pier. She wasn't near BWI. How can you account for. Her name was Lindsay, she was perfect, medium length brown hair, hazel eyes, and the most wonderful smile Id ever seen. She was 5 4, lightly tanned, with well toned legs that led all the way up to her beautiful ass. Her breasts werent large, 32b at most but on her body, they were perfect, just like she was, two small problems, she had a boyfriend and he was my friend. Her boyfriend, DJ, was a cool guy to hang out with but often times he treated her like crap. A group of us, Lindsay and DJ.