The sheer stupidity of it was breathtaking.The only thing that got me back here was the chance to get someaction, break some hearts, and top that skin...y piece of shit for once.I needed wipe that shit-eating grin off his face, so I said, "Even ifno one saw us, how do you know there wasn't a fucking hidden camera?" Nah," he said. "If there was one, it wouldn't be hidden. Theywould've wanted us to see it."As we passed a store selling beachwear and other paraphernalia, I said,"It was still a. The sun was dipping lower, and he automatically glanced at his watch. A second glance confirmed the first, and he grinned ruefully, remembering... "Old Man Carter's got it in for you," Arnie Rodgers at the next desk had warned him, only the week before. "He's never forgiven you for showing up for work half soused that time, even if it was over a year ago. Sure as you're born he'll give you the sack, the first time he gets even half a chance." Thanks, I'll watch it," had been his answer, but. A man can search a lifetime and never find the woman that was made for him and him alone. But, when you do, and she moans your name during her first orgasm, you will never forget it or her.When Wendy cums, it's with such passion and it makes me want to keep her cumming for hours and I love edging her.Her tone starts soft and fast, slowly building in pitch until she's screaming, "Marty", loud enough that my old neighbor Frank always winks at me the next day.“I'm cumming, daddy, don't stop, oh. She got up from her desk and walked toward me with her arms out for a hug.She hadn't even noticed my flustered state. Maybe she had expected it. Maybe she knew what had just happened. Maybe I was right and she had killed Morehouse.Fiona wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me into a wonderful hug. Instinctively, I hugged her back. Then it dawned on me that I might be able to stop everything happening.Pulling Fiona to me tighter, I could feel emotions stirring in me that I wasn't prepared.