"They were good friends with him and his wife Deidra. They had much more than a business relationship." Thank you, that's good to know. It will make m... approach to him much easier." Have you looked through your mother's photos yet? She asked."Some," I said. I was mostly looking at the older ones from back east though."There's a picture of Mr. McCoy in there, if I'm remembering correctly. He's a tall, thin man with a prominent Adam's apple and red hair. He's a loud person without trying to be,. I walked quietly to his side. "Brother, let us talk." I reached out to touch his hair."NOO!!!" Rodney jumped up and spun around. He faced me, sickness and hate burning inside him, but I let it pass through me. Again I offered my hand. He froze for a instant. "NEVER!!" He screamed, and he batted my hand out of his way. I watched my brother flee madly down the street. Sadness crept into my heart, but I did not despair. I would see him again, one other time, but at that moment I had things to do,. This time she made it a point to rub herself suggestively all over me, and to use her hand to fondle my cock. I didn't exactly keep my hands to myself either, but I did stop short of putting my finger into her. At one point we'd spent about fifteen minutes kissing, with her perched on top of me. That had been the closest either of us had come to winning or losing the bet.Finally, with both of us as sexually frustrated as we could possibly be, we gave up and kept ourselves separated enough to be. What would you like?" The works, please, but no baked beans. Not a good thing for a long car journey." Especially with two beautiful young ladies in the car as well," flashed back Sergeant Roberts with a grin.Mark returned it. "By the way, you know I'm bringing Miss Victoria back on Monday." Yes, Sir. Will you be staying the night?" I'm not planning to but I've got one or two things to sort out on Monday afternoon following last night's little drama. If they take longer than I expect I may.".