As we pull out of the drive way she starts pulling my pants down. I was still unsure of what to do and I asked if she was sure that we should be doing...this. She bottomed her throat out and said does that answer your question. She fucked her throat as hard as she could for the five minute drive to their place. Once there I tried to pull my pants up and she said no! I step out of the car and she walks around and grabs my cock. She and leads me past her front door that her husband just opened and. .. well I thought shewanted me..."ANDERSON: "Did she say anything strange to you, anything that was alittle off?"SPENCER: "To be honest, Sir, she really didn't say anything after that."ANDERSON: "What do you mean?"SPENCER: "Well, um, as I was working on the computer she tapped me on theshoulder and I turned around to find her completely naked! She pulled meover to the couch and started kissing me all over... then she undid mypants and... you know..."ANDERSON: "You had sex?"SPENCER: "Yeah, we. So we draw lots right now for the first three days and then just continue on into the foreseeable future. Say Sharon gets Monday, I get Tuesday, and Ruth gets Wednesday. Sharon would then do Thursday and yadda yadda yadda. You get the idea." What happens if we want to mix it up?" asked Ruth as she sat peeling an orange, "What if I fancied doing it with you and Ben. At the same time. How would that work?"Angie sat back in her chair. "That's easy. Just call and arrange something between us. Nor did he have a problem with my desire to be a nocturnal detective. In fact he told me that he preferred that, he had plenty of daylight operatives.One line of questioning that he pursued in great depth had to do with my having lived in Charleston and before that in Savannah (although I certainly didn't tell him just how long I had been there). He wanted to know where my loyalties were and I was able to reassure him that as an immigrant from Ireland I owed my allegiance to the Federal.