A nasty poisoning case. We think it’s an insecticide, but the little boy can’t tell us and the police and fire can’t find the container.”“So...what do you do?”“Test to see if we can figure out what it is, and fight the effects. Jessica and Doctor Lewis are in there with senior people from cardiology and medicine.”“Mr. Adams?” a male voice behind me said.I turned to see a detective standing behind me.“Yes?”“Do you have a few minutes to talk to me?”“About?”“Miss York.”“Certainly. Al, can we use the. "More," she said again."More what?" I finally said, feeling stupid as fuck."More of everything. Whatever you want," Maria said.And I knew the risks. I knew she was my best friend's wife, but at that moment, I didn't give a fuck. I just wanted her. I wanted something with her. I didn't even know what.We were fumbling around each other, running our hands up and down the top of our clothes, kissing heavily, my tongue inside her mouth, and without warning, I ended up on top of her, on the couch in. That will give you six. You'll be more thanhalf way there."Damn her. She knew he wouldn't argue when she held the keys to hisorgasm. He retrieved his razor, pulled down his panties and squirtedshaving cream into his crotch. His penis remained fully erect as heproceeded to shave himself, a fact not lost on Jen."There," Jen said when he finished. "That wasn't so bad now was it?" No," Tom replied. Now that it was over. And he'd gotten those two extrapoints. He was up to six now."Are we doing. She asked if he was lonely without his wife. She casually mentioned that she and her boyfriend were “on a break.” And she dressed the part. Clearly proud of her new rack, she ditched the pale blue oversized polo shirt and shorts that comprised the camp uniform, in favor of tight midriff braless t-shirts or camisoles. When she stepped from the hot, humid air of the outside into his cool air-conditioned room, her nipples inevitably tightened into rigid beacons of lust that pulled at his gaze. .