That’s what they called it on the forum room. Of course he was nervous but he was sure she was far more. They had met at the hotel bar. She was a sh...rt girl; skin so pale like milk and reddish ginger hair that cascaded down her neck and shoulders. She was younger than he expected. At first he thought the girl at the bar was not the one but she fitted the description that she gave of herself. She had insisted that no photo to be exchanged. No more than twenty five he guessed. She was petite and. It makes me angry, and believe me, I’ve not voiced anything of what I’ve told you to anyone else except Ann. I always duck the question of Derek’s guilt. You can ask anyone, but the evidence is there. There is more, but I’m not at liberty to tell you. All I can say is that it is conclusive. He hired men to kill me so he could get Ann. ‘As far as Ann is concerned, you have to understand I have an impaired memory. I need to find things out. I need to prove Ann’s innocence. You have continuity. I. " Next she dances around with the baby over her shoulder until he falls asleep. She then exits the room, walks upstairs to put him down for his nap. She grabs a baby monitor, walks down the stairs. Rodwell is standing at the bottom of the stairs admiring her beauty as her even bigger breasts swing from side to side. Wife stops half way down, says "do you still find me beautiful, then jumps down one step then the next, her belly jiggles a bit, breasts flop big time." Rodwell says "absolutely,. You kiss the back of my neck as your standing behind me. Leaving your own marks behind just on the base of my neck. My eyes closed the whole time just absorbing all the feelings of you having your way with my body like I did with you. You slide down my back, leaving kisses and licks all the way down me, your fingers still inside of me, I feel them being taken out of me, but then hear you make that moan of tasting something good. I already know you are licking your fingers clean of my juices,.