Neither of us looked at a watch, but when we finally retrieved our bikes and started home, it was nearly nine. Ron rode with me to my house. He waited...while I put my bike around the side and came back to the front door. Then again without a word we came together for a kiss, although a much shorter one this time. Somewhere in the back of our minds I’m sure we were aware that someone might see us here.Ron and I began to date more frequently and most evenings we’d find somewhere to spend a little. I lifted her legs up over the arms and pushed my hands under her arse going straight inside her panties grabbing the bare cheeks of her arse as I pulled her tighter into my face, she shook and moaned as her orgasms continued and the dampness told me I might have a squirter on my hands, OMG her wetness was warm and so moorish, I was now sucking the juice out of the fabric as I felt my cock responding and coming back to life.I was in heaven and Sara was in a frenzy putting her legs around my back. "Who are Porky and Slim?" Agent Van Horn asked."They are the two idiots that shot my wife and tried to kill me." Why don't you tell me how it is that these men told you about Big Tony."So I repeated my story about what happened on Parker's Hill. When I finished, Agent Van Horn opened his briefcase and pulled a folder from it. Agent Van Horn then removed several photographs from the folder and placed them face up on the table in front of me."Do you recognize any of these people?" Agent Van Horn. I could not find enough guts to walk outside my room. I stayed there as long as I could. Good it was a Sunday. After few hours my mother knocked on the door to get me up as it is approaching noon. It was after her call, I had a bit of my confidence back in me.I quickly went into the bathroom for my morning chores. I tried to avoid my mother for another half an hour or so until she called me to eat my lunch. That day has been a horrible day for both of us. We never talked. Infact the silence.