Myles, you’re the best of the lot of us. You remind me of a man I worked with, oh, so, long ago, named Mipps.”Wiley’s cheeks turned a bright cri...son, shaking his head, he looked at his feet. Being compared to Mipps, a man he had heard of many times, high praise from him. Wiley’s friend put his long boney fingers on the shorter man’s shoulder. After a moment, Wiley let out a slight gasp, collected his thoughts, and again spoke.“I couldn’t call us the Glades-men. Though I suspect that Skinwalker. I wasn't sure how he was going to check his e-mail since he didn't take a computer with him. I planned on calling him later anyway.Trish called while I was typing a message to Marie."Hey, sexy, how are you?" I asked."Just fine. How would you guys like some breakfast this morning? I was going to stop by the breakfast burrito place and I can bring some to you." I'm sure that will be okay. By the way, how is the Caddy?" It's a dream to drive. I never thought I'd like an SUV but this is terrific."I. The fantasies and cravings his Mistress had never voiced. Not even with him...yet.He placed slow, gentle kisses from her chin, down her neck, stopping only for a moment to nibble gently. She may have stopped breathing. She could no longer feel anything but his sweet caresses. A growing fire burned, starting in her stomach and spreading to her very core.He shifted his hips and his erection hit just the right spot. She gasped sharply and thrust her hips toward him, willing him to grind against. At one mansion, a pretty docent gave me a private tour as well as her telephone number, urging me to call her. She was attractive, and brought to mind Lauren's prediction of a lust-fulfilling trip across country. I chuckled to myself about what a remote possibility that was.At another mansion, I walked to the waterfront and scattered an envelope of Karen's ashes. The act of leaving part of her behind in the ocean pulled me into a melancholy mood. I had to jar my thinking to a happier time with.