Tommy Jamieson watched his friend walk away wishing he could help more, shrugged and hopped off the barstool and headed out to meet his wife for dinne....Raven walked down the hallway, smiling at the anonymity she felt. After all, her paychecks came from the Foundation for Truth and Justice. She even had an office on the second floor of their building and was listed as a research assistant. Little did anyone know that the real work done by the Foundation was carried on several floors up in the. Ed was getting kind of thinking something was wrong because he and I weren’t having much sex as Joe kept me pretty worn out, and Ed liked to fuck alot so when I quit having sex with him, he started asking me why? One night I told him I was fucking Joe, boy that was the wrong thing to say, as he and Joe got into a terrible fight, and the next day Ed put me on the plane for my folks in Los Angeles, and Alaska was history for me. Ed loaded up all our stuff into our pickup and drove down to Los. My original name was a big deal in certain East Coast locales and my mob name was sort of dirty sounding but in a funny sort of way. The Feds thought I was working for them to expose the mob. The mob thought I was playing the Feds and still earning for them in a new region of the country. My friends and neighbors thought I was a legitimate businessman and a hard-nosed capitalist. My ex-wife thought I was dead and she was a widow which was fine with me because she was cheating on me with some. Her hands were all over me first my tits then my ass between my legs and I spread my legs for her to do as she pleased. I returned her kisses and my tongue to all while moaning and trying to catch my breath. We stop kissing and she just looked at me. When I was little my mom use to tell me that she loved dad at first sight but I never had this happen Tom followed me for months before I let him date me, but now I knew I would never want to not be with this woman I just meet. After looking awhile.