Now she felt even guiltier because she knew that she had been ignoring Blackie as well.When she checked the e-mail account on her laptop, she saw that...an interim report had been added to the file from the investigators back in Rancho Cordova. Most of the material was about Candy, her former husband's new spouse. Apparently, she had been getting very cozy with a certain low-life called Matt who was reputed to have mob connections back on the east-coast. He managed a pole-dance and lap-dance bar. "I nodded. "Can we go inside and talk?"She unlocked the door. Her hips swung as she crossed the threshold. Did she know how sexy that was?I reached into my briefcase and handed her the memory card. "This is yours. We had to erase it to put my business presentation on it."I felt the breeze of her sigh, a deep breath that strained her blouse before exhaling. "That's okay. There wasn't anything important on it anyway-"I held the burnt CD up. "But I copied the memory card before we used it." I held. " Terry said, "I heard that you and Joyce have been having a good time up in the hayloft."I looked at Joyce, and she smiled.I said, "Well, I have been doing a lot of work around here."I didn't say anything more as we were nearing the swimming hole.So, do you have a girlfriend back at your home? I said, "Yeah, and some boyfriends too." Are you gay?" No, ask Joyce if I'm gay. But I am bisexual. " I said with a smile. When we got to the swimming hole, I waited to see what the girls were going. The dream was so vivid! He was standing behind the young mother who had been situated on the beach about 20 feet away from them that afternoon. He had seen a lot of side boob and ass and her camel toe… God it had been amazing. And now, in his dream, he was standing behind her, holding her hips and sliding his cock up and down the cleft of her ass. He knew he was not really fucking her; he was only sliding his rigid fuck stick up and down her lovely ass, but it was enough! With a grunt, Tim.