.."I was shaking. And, I'd stood up at some point. Couldn't remember doing it. Or dropping my mom's diary. I looked down at it for a long moment, feel...ng like I'd just broken a family heirloom, and picked it up carefully as I slowly took my seat again."Rory?"I met Luke's eyes. He looked like he felt guilty about something, but it took me another whole minute to notice before I cleared my throat and gave a small shrug."It's okay," I insisted. "Play it."Luke studied me for a moment before a small. It was small, cosy, and felt comfortable. He had lit the fire in the living room, which caste a wonderful glow. She was comfortably warm, despite wearing only the shirt. There were lots of book shelves, filled with what looks like a whole assortment of topics. The wall space that was left contained some interesting pictures that she would have liked to have a closer look at. Something else caught her attention. The smell of cooking. Her tummy rumbled and she realised how hungry she was.It must. Cindy’s hand whipped back as she said, “Oh my, did I make it do that? How fascinating! I’d better get started though.”With those words Cindy took a few steps back herself until her back was hard against the wall opposite the door where Jared was standing. Cindy then took both her hands and cupped then under those exquisite breasts of hers. She then ran those hands all around those orbs of tight flesh plucking at each nipple as she went.“These are my very, very tingly breasts” Cindy began. “They. Well here is the problem ... we just can't take your word for that we'll need to ... uh ... check them out for ourselves."We she thought ... ourselves? Christ, I'm not letting some fucking asshole make-believe cop see my tits, much less my... "Well I don't think that's going to happen, at least not in your lifetime. Besides, I think you are required to have a woman agent do something like that." She watched the supervising agent nodding his head and thought, well finally someone with a brain in.