.." Something strange is going on..." Hey, why doesn't one of us dress like a girl and look in there..."John was just listening to the conversation in...amusement. At the mention of actually impersonating a girl he burst out laughing. "Yeah but who's gonna do that?" They all looked at John... he knew what they were thinking. "Whoa! It ain't gonna be me..." Well well. I guess we have a volunteer." Max said slyly."You guys can't be serious..." Dead serious John... or should we say Joan!"John sighed. We got dressed and I ran to the bathroom to clean up, then to my pickup spot, where mom was waiting. I began having sex regularly with Juan. We got better and better, but were always on a rush since I got picked up at school. Since Juans sister, Amanda, was one of my friends, we figured we might as well tell her so she could help us out. We agreed Juan would talk to her. Amanda,You are such a whore. Juan has a girlfriend, and you have a boyfriend. Me,I know, but I like Juan. I didnt really. Kissing, and licking over and around it, feeling it engorge and become even more sensitive as with my lips and my tongue I softly move back the diaphanous cowl that protects this glorious organ of love.I relish in the sense of my lovers bodily reactions to my pursuits, feeling her body heat rise, her pelvis writhing beneath me, sometimes to the point that it becomes difficult to maintain my loving to her clit. As I sense the beginning of her orgasm there is now another change in her taste, it. Most of the income is small beer, yet they maintain offices in the City of London and pay out inflated salaries to the directors and family members, plus buying their properties, cars, etc.”“Which means?”“They either have a secret goldmine hidden away, or they have a second set of books showing who the real customers are, a set of accounts that’s not accessible online.”“And these are bad guys?”“Yeah, either money laundering for organised crime, prostitution, protection money, online gambling,.