You know, it is quite interesting that no matter how well something is hidden, with enough perseverance everything can be revealed.”“Excuse me?”...��The driver, the transport and the connection to Doctor Wilks,” Farai says. “All these have been buried but with a little digging the connection was found. Can you say the same about you?”“I’m not sure I follow,” Narcisa says, looking a bit confused.Farai pulls out a tablet and swipes through a couple screens before looking back up to Narcisa. “Let’s. He doesn't know but my wife has told me how he comes over when I'm at work to have sex with her. On this evening he and I were setting at a placed called the Hot Spot on Piedmont Rd in Atlanta. We talked about how hot each of the ladies where that night. Out of the blue he said your wife could dance down here. I asked him if he thought her body was good enough. He had been drinking just enough to say what he was thinking. He said are you k**ding? She is hot. I tried to put him on the spot and I. With him... isn't it?"She nodded."I guess he's quite a man."She nodded. "So are you." Still love me?" His voice sounded strained."Only you," Sue said reassuringly.He gave her a squeeze and patted her shoulder.Absently she began rubbing his thigh with a circular motion of her hand. His trousers started to bulge again. She ran her hand up between his legs and caressed his crotch. When he scooted down slightly in the seat and spread his legs a bit wider, Sue looked up at him with a puzzled. ’ I pulled my shoulder length blonde curls into a pony tail, put on my shades and bounded out the door for a walk down the beach. I pulled off my sandals and walked casually at the waters edge, the cool ocean waves rapped at my ankles, feeling very soothing after burning them on the hot sand. I spotted the ‘Surf Shack’ after about a five minute walk. Slipping my sandals back on my feet, I moved toward the shack and noticed him sitting with his feet up and those fabulous strong thighs extended.