" I spotted one of Don Guido's goons over by the entrance. I gave Sarah the high sign and put my hand on my heater. I did not want either of us to sta...rt spitting metal in the waiting room with all those innocent plugs inside. Sarah and I got up keeping our eye on Don Guido's gee. He was looking for us, checking all of the mugs. We managed to get to the door before he saw us. He headed towards us. I saw Don Guido's 1936 Packard Super 8 Touring car sitting near the door with another of his goons. Christine and Carole were going to come into money, also, but that might take a few weeks, while the lawyer in Asheville goes through the trust instructions.Thinking about Christine made me wonder how she as doing, not that I could help since I didn't have Kevin's special essence anymore. Thinking about that made me think about my night with Christine and how much I enjoyed making love with her. It was a depressing to lose so many loved ones, just after discovering how precious they. " There is nothing to feel bad about," I said with a shrug. "What happened, happened."Bailey sighed deeply."I know," she said. "And I think it had to happen. I was so naïve to so many things. I was so childish and self-centered. I hurt you. I never meant to hurt you but looking back, I can't see how I possibly could have thought I wouldn't."Bailey was shaking her head fiercely."After all you went through, I pull that shit," she said. "Instead of standing beside you and helping you, I thought. She opened her legs to accommodate my hand, I placed it over her pussy. I felt her pubic hair through her knickers, as I pressed the material into the crevice. She was obviously enjoying my attentions, I felt her wetness increase and how I loved the feel of it. How I wanted her on my lap, so I could better entertain her. Of course in the theatre that couldn’t be, I felt the slight movements of her body in response to my caresses. Suddenly she closed her legs on my hand, and I whispered to.