Oh God, it must have been him?.?An hour later she was not certain anymore at all. But I was. I knew it was him all along. No good going back to the co...s but what could I do about it. The answer was nothing, nothing at all.?By next day I wasn’t certain anymore either.?Three weeks later help came quite unexpectedly. A note in a plain envelope addressed to me at work marked ‘Personal?. It was from some organisation calling itself ?Higher Level Justice?. The note looked totally anonymous, from any. As I told you, I have neither the interest nor the quest for adventure of seeking uncharted territories."Kezia smiled, and that smile is one of the few reasons I hadn't looked outside my house for comfort. "You are so sweet, Daddy!" she said in a childlike voice, one that she knew I adored. "When you should be out shooting Mom's boyfriends with a shotgun, you are sitting here twiddling your thumbs. What you need, my man, is a hot woman, not the tele. What say you and I hit the singles bar. She can already feel her moisture growing deep inside her. Without missing a beat, Robert plunges two fingers into Ashley's moist pussy and begins to lap at her swelling clit. Ashley throws her head back in ecstasy as Steve begins to pinch at her erect nipples. The empty shop soon fills with muffled moans of pleasure. "Looks like someone is enjoying this." Steve says with a coy smile. He then removes his pants and boxers and motions for Robert to step aside. With a nod, Robert moves and gives. Then I thought, maybe he has huge balls.As I continued to glance (not too obviously, I hope) at him in the mirror, I could see the unmistakable outline of the head of his penis. I speculated whether he might be wearing something under the spandex designed to thrust a man's cock up and out; like a posing strap. That was possible.I became obsessed with knowing. Over the next few weeks, I unabashedly seduced the man – who, I quickly determined, was unattached. I'm 33 with a nice face and decent.