I nodded my agreement.Mary Ellen wasn't in the store, so I pretended to shop. I went into all the dressing rooms, and both the ladies and men's room. ...Can I help you find something," the cute little teenager asked."I need to see Mary Ellen's office," I said."She wouldn't like you looking around in there," the teenager said."She most likely won't like the cops poking around then," I said handing her my cell phone. "You might want to give her a call." Mary," the kid said into the phone. "That. The door opened on the balcony to the adjacent room and Jean appeared with what looked like orange juice and was still in her short gown, “Hi Frank” she said as she saw me sitting next door, “How was your massage?” I asked and her face lit up.She walked over to the divider smiling, “OMG Frank” she said beaming, “It was wonderful but not a lot of space though” she said and I had to agree although I certainly didn’t have a problem with it with Sam. she then went on to say that Gary’s magic touch. She would never be ready. Something horrible was about to happen, and she could think of nothing that could save her from that ultimate disgrace. Two more snips of the scissors, and her panties unfolded. It finally began. He grunted quietly as he pulled in and out, digging his hands into her thighs for leverage. It hurt more than she had ever imagined possible. His cock probed at untouched depths without concern, poking her insides at erratic angles as their bodies. He apologized for his wife. Mike had told him that the woman was still alive, “It would have been easier to take care of if she had died though.” Paul was shocked to hear his friend speak like that. He had always thought of Mike as more of a passivist, but now understood why he was the leader and why things ran as smoothly as they did. He reassured him that they would come up with something and also that at this point in time, he had no reason to make things any worse for Jessica.Paul was.