Her panties dampened right now just thinking about it and she looked towards the tack room. Her breasts tightening beneath her shirt, as she left Sun ...evil. No she couldn't, she wouldn't.She would just talk with him, shoot the breeze as she often did ... they wouldn't touch.She knocked on the partly open door."Come on in..."She did and stood there watching him working at his desk."He's relaxing ... I'll put his feed in about an hour."Jack smiled, closing a ledger."You take great care of him,". I could make out the face of the guy next to me. It was obvious that he was one of Tim's dad's road construction mates; his face and torso were the same dark brown colour that Tim's dad was when working out in the summer. He was still asleep and I watched him breathe for a while. I could also dimly make out two other bodies the the other bed, but these two were 'top to tail' as my mother would have called it. I remember thinking "how can you sleep with someone else's sweaty feet in your face?".. We were invited to sit on the sofa, which we did after removing our coats, and the man with the clipboard sat on a single chair in front of us. The man with the camera set it up on a tripod opposite us. The clipboard man then explained they were working for a company who were possibly going to open up a new shop in town but they would come onto that later on. There were many questions about individual shops and what we would buy from them and then the guy threw us by asking my wife about. She had piled the plate high and I quickly ate all of it. As I was sitting back finishing my second cup of coffee I looked over at Joyce."Joyce, other than the little bit I have gathered since the other night and the bits and pieces that came from living with Trish. I realize that I really don't know much about you. Care to fill me in?" Of course Master."So we spent the better part of an hour telling each other about ourselves. I learned a lot about her past and current situations..