A couple of minutes later she turned back to him, "They have the same problem there that we have. They have about thirty women with no names in variou... states of health. Can you wait here and let me see what I can find out back there? The airline is also sending someone over; they might know more too; they're overdue."She stopped and said, "Give me a picture of your sister and let me see what I can find out. Email it to me, if you can." She gave him her email address, and seconds later she had. .." and then started to walk away, but he grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. "You a fucking fag man?" he said. I struggled to get away but he held me by my shoulders. "Answer my damned question!" he yelled. I was freaking out, if i said yes, he would probably beat me up, but if i said no he'd probably go and do it anyway, so i decided to be honest. "Y-yes.." i whispered, and looked down, I couldn't help but take a glance at his chest before i did. "Well well well, i always thought you. I squirted more lotion on my hand and handed the bottle to Tony. I finished Heather’s breasts and moved my hands to her stomach. I watched Marissa lean forward on the lounger and then she reached around her back and slowly untied the suit string around her neck. The string fell down and with a little tug from her fingers, the tops of her tiny bikini flipped down like two inverted pyramids. The look on Tony’s face was pure lust as he poured lotion onto his palm.I watched his strong hands glide. "Mick Bartoni. He was my partner. Until..." Until?"Janet nodded slightly, her expression grim. "He disappeared a few months back. Strange, too." Oh? In what way?"Janet shook her head. "With the cash flow we've got, he should have been pretty rich. Turns out his bank accounts were pretty bare." She shrugged. "The sheriff guessed that he'd been embezzling from the partnership and decided it was time to skip town before he got caught."The younger man extracted a notebook and jotted down.