I figured I better get out of the car before I lost all control. I told my date that I had to pee; he said he had to go as well, so we both walked to ...he snack stand bathrooms.I went into the girl's bathroom and walked straight to an empty stall. As soon as I shut the door, I leaned back against it, closed my eyes, and quickly lifted the front of my skirt and put my hand inside my panties. They were soaking wet. I was on fire. If I had not been able to get in to the girls bathroom and touch. If not I could buy the stuff online and just wait for it to show up. I could also go back to the old way of surveillance, sit across the street with a cup of coffee. Or maybe follow people leaving and buy information. That was always a favorite of mine.First you find out what is going on then figure out how to prove it. "So Happy, you got any suggestions from the boss," I asked."No he just said to give you this," she said sliding an envelope over to me. I didn't even bother to open it. My guess. Some spices were too dull to describe her but others were too fiery and piercing. Cinnamon, that’s what he had compared her to then, his favorite spice. They were both sweet with a sense of warmth. He had hoped his candle light dinner would win her over but his hopes were crushed when she so outwardly rejected him. She continued to say how Erich could be the younger brother that she never had, how young he was, and how he had so much more to learn about life. ‘Fine,’ he had thought, ‘if she. I then began preparing a breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and fried SPAM slices. I hoped that she ate SPAM, the wife absolutely hated the stuff. Hell it’s only ground up pork shoulder, what’s wrong with that?As I finished cooking and poured myself a cup of coffee I could hear her stirring in the bedroom down the hall. “Mmmm, something smells good”, she said sleepily as she wandered into the kitchen as naked as the day that she was born. She was a little chubby but exceedingly cute and just.