” When her left stocking finally slipped from her foot and I could drop it to the floor, there was no holding back. My lips descended to her heel, a...d I started to trail the softest kisses up the backside of her leg, in between which the mantra of, “Beautiful!” floated from my lips. God, how lovely she giggled when my lips travelled over the hollow of her knee. I forgot all about Trudy’s presence, even though the flashes of her camera accompanied my lips’ travel. My being was filled with the. ” He paused and took a sip of his whiskey, so I did the same. “So, if we are going to engage in an illicit romance, I need to know that you will continue to maintain the same high level of discretion. Even should it end badly. Also, you must be aware that anything between us must stay out of the office. There will be no favoritism nor disfavoritism. If I pass you in the hallway without acknowledging you, I don’t want to hear about it later. ”I couldn’t believe my ears! An illicit romance! I. After a bit of memory jogging, I did recall a guy that would probably qualify as my best friend Mario Castilari. We were on the varsity football team together and had had a bunch of double-dates.Mario and I were good friends. Mario’s father owned a bar just over the county line, and because of a freak of geography, the county to the south of Marion County was mostly corn fields with but one very tiny village. As a result, there was little or no law enforcement to be concerned about, like. Or so Paul thought.A few days later he bedded Marti and thought that would be the end of things with the girls.But it wasn’t.Paul was stunned to check his email that morning before a meeting with his publisher on the forthcoming television interview on NBC to discuss his forthcoming novel.Paul: Since the night of the party where we met I have done the following:· Had an affair with one of my Mother’s male friends__· Called him Daddy while he fucked me though we look nothing alike and he was.