"Now. To start, it was both of us who made the choices with Estrada. You said let him take you, and I wouldn't even listen, so if what happened was an...ybody's fault it was mine. And you bailed me out, and you did it by killing three men which I know has been eating you away, so now let's start talking sensibly."I shook my head in awe at this wonderful woman I'd married."Go back to basics, for openers," she continued. "You say Spook tells you nobody seems to know—that you're actually Jack. Just then the door opened and in walked a lady, long blond hair in a ponytail, slim, in her mid 30's. Followed by who i later would learn to be her husband, tall, shaven head, quite muscular, looked a similar age to his wife. She explained to me that they drove past and saw my car up against the tree and someone slumped at the wheel so they stopped to check if i was ok. As i was unconcious they checked the car and found my wallet and checked my ID. They thought at 1st i was maybe the girlfriend. I got to Mrs. Millers cubicle and leaned over the edge and peered down at her. She was a beautiful older lady with bright blues eyes. I was sure she dyed her hair, but still the red brown color looked great on her. But even with her motherly manners I still found her to be a bit intimidating.But the best part of seeing her was that usually she had the top two buttons of her blouse undone and if I looked right sometimes I could see down her shirt and see her rounded bosom being held in place by. She also loved wearing low cut tank tops and, on more than one occasion, blessed me with a quick peek at her boobs. Her belly was tight but not muscular. Her ass was round but not voluptuous. Her legs were skinny but not pencil thin. When she moved, every man's eyes followed the swish and tumble of Ms. P's thighs. I masturbated to thoughts of her more times than I can count. "Looks like you all have made a big dent in this project," Ms. P said."It'll be worth the effort when we're done," Marc.