And, you have the ability to check the truth of practically everything I tell you. I’ll be straight with you; you can check things out for yourself....You know my real name already.?I was born in St Louis. Was the only child of a very beautiful Mother, and my Father was a wealthy doctor in town. He was almost thirty when they married and my Mother was still in her late teens. I think he loved her for her looks and body; she was sort of a trophy wife. She seemed to have extra marital privileges. I couldn't believe the evening would end with just a fairly vanilla fuck.I was right to think there was more. Jay started stroking and kissing mine and Carol's bodies and had moved around the side and up the bed. He was proffering his dick at face height towards Carol. She eagerly started licking his helmet and still with a big smile on her face. I started to think it was time I got what I was expecting when I first met Jay on the beach so I started smooching Carol's mouth and Jay's cock in. I was already packed to go when Royce showed up."Holy shit," were the first words out of his mouth. "What in the world happened to you?" I have no idea. As far as I know I could have been the same yesterday," I said truthfully. "I know that today we are going to be busy." Oh, what's the plan?" Royce asked."I'm going to sign myself out of here even if I have to go work the street to pay the bill. Then you and I are moving me back into my apartment on the 6th floor of the Jefferson Family Bank. . no, no I'm fine, you don't have to call anymore." Are you sure?" came the gentle reply. He raised his head to her blue cheeks and broad, dark eyes, still marked by uncertainty. The nictitating membrane quickly slid over them before her eyelids blinked. Her resplendent uniform broadcast authority and confidence, ready to snap to attention at his word."Yes," he replied with surety. "Thank you, though."Her small mouth curled into a genuine smile. Her deep color softened into its natural sapphire.