The boss executed the guy in this very warehouse and dumped his body under the sea.Ever since that night cops have been visiting my office, asking me ...bout the ‘missing’ forklift operator. I kept telling them he never came back to work.I was under surveillance, but since I was a good actor I somehow convinced them that I had no idea about the operator’s disappearance.About two weeks ago, somebody leaked to the media that the missing forklift operator was actually an undercover cop. Once again,. I knew he could release at any time and that time wasn’t far away.I judged Cyn’s reactions to my thrusts. Her breaths were certainly shorter, and when I stroked my hand over one breast and fingered the nipples, everything speeded up. Our mouths had been glued together for a while, but Cyn was finding it difficult to keep her head still. I fingered that lustrous hair knowing that it was almost her time, and I began treating her channel to longer, deeper lunges.“Oh, I—Oh. Cum with me.” Her body. Frustration and anger swirled together perhaps. I blamed myself and Lindie for our fourteen year-old love and then I didn't. Confusion set into my head.Quickly I realized, there was nothing I could do to change the past and what Lindie's family had done to her and our daughter. Like Lindie had told me. I had to let it go or it would burn a hole in me. All I could do was take a deep breath and let out a silent sigh to expel the hatred I was feeling seep into me.How my two loves had come through. He fucked me for a while longer. “God that was good,” He said. “There’s always more,” I told him as we rinsed off and I put on my suit. “Maybe later.” When we got back to the beach I got a major stink eye from his wife. Not so bubbly now she pulled him down the beach. But not so far that I couldn’t hear.“What the fuck have you been doing for 30 minutes. It doesn’t take 30 minutes to get beer from the car. And where were you when she was changing into that suit that her tits are falling out of,”.