Well, anyway, I’m no plaster saint. I brought you in here more than just to confess. It was my clumsy way to try to seduce you if I could. I’d rat...er have an affair, even a secret one that you were ashamed and couldn’t admit to anyone, than not have you at all. It’s like that Barbara Mandrell song. You know, ‘If Loving You Is Wrong, I Don’t Want To Be Right.’ Nice, wholesome country song, right? Lol. It is a funny song to be sung by a Christian woman, though.“Anyway, I wanted to catch you. ”“Even if they belong to your sister?”“They’re the easiest to get hold of.”I was getting hard and decided that something may have to be done about it soon. I hoped that maybe she might get turned on too, talking about this stuff.“Why don’t we show each other how we do it?” I asked her boldly“I’m not sure,’’ she said. "… Oh well. I suppose it won’t harm. It looks like you are ready, anyway,” she added, looking straight at the bulge in my jeans.“You first,” I insisted.“OK, but promise not to. Tonight is one of those nights so I better go before I decide to take you up to my room and fuck your brains out." With that she gave my cock a squeeze and kissed me on the cheek and left. I watched her disappear through the crowd.I looked over to Jane's table and she was not there. I looked out on the dance floor and she was not there either. My mind was reeling. As many drinks as she had and the look that was in her eyes I thought my God she is somewhere fucking these guys. There were two of. 'Hum, that's just what we need, another 'unknown' tossed into the mix, also it looks like I can kiss off this blowing over any time soon.'MONDAY 4:30 P. M. Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport, Arlington, VAMitch and Stanley met up at the normal jump-off point and settled on the Uncle and Nephew cover. With initial contact made they boarded the express flight to Chicago traveling coach, while making every effort to minimize their presence. Arriving at O'Hare, they made their way to a.