It is just as important to me, as keeping me physically safe.”I looked at Aimee and asked, “Are you sure you are just an accountant?Aimee replied,...“Yes, but I am a forensic accountant. There is a very big difference. Yes I can balance the ledgers, but I can also see the ghosts that people try to hide within the numbers. Basically the money trail opens up to me like a roadmap and it appears people do too. It must be part of what you see as me opening up a person’s soul. That’s why the asshole. Never to be mistaken with Hayfield Manor; that's a hotel inIreland."We followed Rachel through the main entrance into the hall. The buildinglooked like it used to be a small stately home. The oak panelled wallsgleamed from the bright glistering chandeliers. The thick plush carpetsmade me want to take off my shoes and walk bare footed. I expected abutler to appear to take our names."As you can see," said Rachel, suddenly transforming into an impromptutour guide, "the main building is kept in. I liked to share things.Janet said, “I still meant every word I told you months ago. I love you. Whenever you want me, just say so and I’ll be here or wherever you are.”I teased, “And what about Troy, your husband?”Janet snickered, “I’m still getting revenge, and I’m loving every minute of it. I think he does too. He likes having a hot wife. We’ve talked and he’s really fine with what we’re doing.” We shared a passionate couple of more kisses.“And what have you done that’s hot?” I asked, as I. Thanks I said and he then asked do you want to see mine. Before I could answer he dropped his pants showing me his cock which was more a less the same size as mine while soft. He then laughed and walked out saying I will see you in the kitchen mate. I soon got out and dried off putting on just a pair of shorts and then made my way to the kitchen. Dave was going through his freezer and took out steak and wors and suggest we make a midday braai and braai enough meat to last us the day. I agreed.