“Turned it the wrong way, Maybe?”I was shocked. We were so close together. It was an easy move for him to kiss me. He didn’t force me, but we we...e suddenly both inside the Ladies room in a subdued lighting ambiance, and I found myself kissing him back. Slowly I put my arm around his neck, and his hands were unbuttoning my blouse, just as quickly.“I could scream!” I warned in a weak voice.“But ... you won’t,” he said quietly.It seemed almost a dream in slow motion, his hands scooping my breasts. I seated her on my lap and liplocked her. Then i slowly inserted my hand inside her top and began caressing her back. She was trying hard to moan but i kept her lips in mine. I removed the strap of her bra. Slowly fondling her nipples and playing with them, i removed her top. Her bra fell off and revealed the most juicy melons that i had ever seen. Probably her boobs were nice and bouncy because she never had kids to suck those melons. Letting loose of her liplock, i began sucking her pinkish. She didn’t have big boobs a B cup at the most and with that she didn’t look young enough to pass for the ‘barely legal’ stuff. So she’d be stuck in the 3rd girl part, stripping to make ends meet till she quit the business. I asked her out to dinner at my place. I’m not internationally known or anything like that but I’m around in the background of a lot of projects and respected. It certainly seemed to her that it’s good for her career to make me happy. I made a decent dinner, not fancy: . The question that went unasked couldn't give you the lead that might break the case.He found the man sitting on the porch of the "Wichita Cattle Company," which was a one room shack surrounded by mostly empty stock pens. Davidson was a beanpole of a man with barely a strand of hair on his head who had to be at least sixty. With the exception of his shiny pale pate, his skin had the color and texture of well tanned leather. He was smoking a roll-your-own cigarette, leaning back in one chair,.