As she was occupied, I turned on my cam in surveillance mood, the light did not come on and it was taking pictures, recording sis being felt up.Chris ...eturned from my desk, her breasts jiggled so pretty and she turned to me and took my hands and place them on her boobs. Pressing them into her bare breasts. "Be a little rough, I like that with my breasts. You can feel me up anyway you want from now on but this is our secret no telling your nasty friends your getting a sister tit show or it's. Then he kissed the top of her head, got the keys out and unlocked one of the cuffs. Very slowly she let her arms drop to her sides. It was a bit confusing, him being both very gently and very demanding on her; if there was a system behind this, she had not found it yet. “Come, my precious...”He took her hand and led her out of the room. With some alarm, she noticed that her dress was being left behind. He led her past the door to the stairs to the back yard. Her door was wide open and she could. She cracked open another beer and lazily sipped it. Occasionally she would squeeze her legs around him, taking away his air. When he licked at the one place she would punch his balls. When he wanted him to lick faster she would slapped his head, when she wanted it slower she would squeezed his balls. Soon he got the message and she came with a nice stream.She made a few calls on her cell from her pocket book and started laughing with her friend on the phone."Yea…he was easy to beat up. Little. Not any louder than usual, just ... always there.I turned right on Main and walked the two blocks to Union Station. For some reason, perhaps indifference, they had left a block of six payphones — in those old fashioned booths — intact. Matt had all six numbers; he’d call me on one of them.“Hello.”“One of Connie’s sources heard a Wexler rumor.”Constance Grayson has several lines of Meriwether inquiries going, all under Matt’s supervision. “Good source?”“Her info pans out at sixty, sometimes.