She sent Mick yet another e-mail featuring another incest story. If he would delete it, she knew she'd have to wait a while longer before confessing t...at she was the one who had written the story.That evening Mick was at the computer again. Jennifer was sitting on the couch pretending to be watching TV. She knew he was reading her second story that she'd sent him. He seemed to be reading for hours but never told her anything about the story. She didn't want to ask either. She wondered if deep. ....." A tall heavy set woman of about thirty or so took a stool next to her and said to the bartender, "Give me the usual, Gayle!" A shot of whiskey and bottle of beer instantly appeared in front of her, and before she said another word the powerfully built woman downed the shot and took a long drag from her long neck. "My name's Melinda, but everyone calls me Lindy," the woman said in introduction. After taking another sip of her TC Valerie replied softly, "My name's Valerie, it's nice to. Liking the man's overcoat he saw little harm taking it from the unconscious thief. When he thought of it the man might have tried to kill him and done the same as he put it on.As part of that thought process he had little trouble taking any of the man's money or the valuables he had stolen. Touching the man's sleeping mind he picked out the image of a pawnbroker nearby who unknowingly sold the stolen goods from time to time. The mugger had used many of them to cover his tracks and not cause. “Yes, yes. We should not be doing this. I love Shanaya, and it’s our first night together!” he said.“It’s my fault. I’m really sorry,” I said as I started to leave. But then, out of nowhere, I had this sudden urge to kiss him again. As I turned around, I saw him waiting for me. As soon as he saw my face again, he pulled me close, held my face, and kissed me passionately.It brought back all the memories from the first time we hooked up! I threw my purse on the ground and held his face in my hand.