"But the bastard did. We were mere minutes ahead of the assassin at Ada's. Not only did this guy know Charlotte had not been successful, he must have ...ad someone already stationed to kill Ada." Jeff hesitated for a second before going on. "The only way I can think of that the sequence of events could happen would be if he has an informant up here somewhere that reports regularly. Knowing that Charlotte had the weapon and that we had scheduled a tour with the supervisor, this guy must have been. Your body slid atop mine, my legs parted and my hips adjusted to feeling the sweet weight of you above me. And then you entered me, the head of your desire parting me so slowly, so carefully. You seated yourself deeply inside my body while looking me in the eye, and I thought, ‘I am made for this. We are made for this.’ I saw the moonlight dripping through the window, spilling across your back and over the hand I had laid there. You entered my body. Perhaps it was a side effect of your. Maybe she’ll come out to the tent one night and fuck both of us.’ John laughed at his friend’s carnal speculation. ‘I doubt that’s going to happen Pete. What would a great looking babe like her want with a couple of broke dudes like us? She’s probably got a legion of willing local studs lined up at her bedroom door.’ ‘You’re right,’ Pete replied ruefully, ‘With a face like hers and those lovely big tits bouncing up and down wherever she goes, she’s not going to do without unless she wants to.’. He had that house and another in Massachusetts that from a quick read that he gave to my sister.”“Any idea what the place is like? Were you ever there?”“My parents took me up there when I was about three, but we didn’t go up after. I really don’t remember. Time has distorted all the images I have of the place. It’s on a lake – a big one, but that’s as seen by a three-year-old; it could have been a puddle. He told me in letters or cards several times that he renovated the place since I’d been.