As he was debating sticking his finger up his nose to see if he had any nostril hairs left, the front door opened. His heart flub-dubbed until he caug...t sight of the high end German car out front. If it wasn't American then it wasn't U.S. government. The man might be mafia, mob, or cartel, but at least he wasn't the Federales, as Julio put it."Can I help you?" Brendan asked the well-dressed man in a wool overcoat."Find Oscar and tell him to get his sorry ass out here before I send someone to. She died in her sleep in bed, which is all any of us can ask for. The happiness of her final days made losing her considerably easier to bear. She left me her jewellery, and the memory of a very special friendship.I think Em and I made good parents, Mark is now twenty-four years old. He's big, and burly, with his Dad's abundance of dark hair. With the typical contrariness of youth, it looks like he's going to follow his Dad's career as well. A while ago he asked me the kind of questions about. I just sat up and came out with the truth. She called me a dirty pervert but I caught a sly grin coming from her mouth as she said it. I just lay there like an idiot. Then I noticed that she was checking me out. Her eyes stopped when they came to my pantie covered cock. They were my wifes Italiam sheer panties. Nearly see through and she would have seen my cock. Her eyes looked up into mine. She looked back again and stared at my cock and just said. You look hot. She smiled as my cock twitched.. " Claire sipped coffee from her steaming mug as I stared at the unfamiliar man at her side, trying to control my disappointment."I heard voices and I thought-." I stopped again, taking a deep breath, letting it out in a cloud of white. "I'm sorry I interrupted," I said as I moving to close the door, my toes going cold."Actually, since you're up," Claire leaned against the porch railing, "why don't you grab your shoes and a coat and come join us."I nodded and closed the door. It took me a couple.