She was curious about the reasons why Barb would accept cash for sex, especially given our relationship, until Barb explained that she was a full-time...graduate student at Loyola University in Chicago and while her tuition was mostly covered by scholarships she still had to pay rent along with normal living expenses. She also detailed our sexual adventures in some detail.We talked for over ninety minutes and the longer the conversation went on the more Linda seemed to relax before she excused. This feller sure wasn’t scared of her, though. Sneaking closer thru the trees, I recognized Tom – a big, loud, boisterous man who stayed at our house every couple of weeks on his sellin’ trips. He was almost as big as Ike, but more rawboned and skinny, and et more than anybody else at supper. Right now, tho, he was eatin on Miz Jean’s neck and had managed to unwrap those big bosoms and was pinchin’ the nipples like he was playin’ the banjo. She didn’t seem to mind a bit. She was holdin’ both. "Oh my God you frightened me. What are you doing here anyway?" she asked trying to make his presence not seem uneasy. He was in jeans and a shirt looking handsome as ever."Well I thought I'd come down here and get better acquainted" he said with a wink. His gaze lingered on her breasts for a moment making her shiver in disgust."So Keira, tell me what is a city girl like you doing out her in the country?" he asked casually."The city is a stressful place and I wanted to be away from all of that. They were developinga new clothing line at the time, as I recall. That's what the articleindicated." Do you think she's still with him, here, on the ship?" That'll be a good question for starters, when we confront your ex.We've left port, Dee. I can tell by the roll of the deck. We're movingat a pretty good clip. Let's go to the promenade deck to enjoy the viewof the receding skyline. We'll have plenty of time to ask your ex-wifequestions later on. "Jim took by the arm and led me out on to the.