She looked back to the kitchen where she last saw Amanda and Nate only to find that they weren't there. She shrugged to herself and thought they migh...t be upstairs having some quality time. If she were Amanda she would probably be doing the same thing if Nate weren't her brother. She saw that they cleaning up everything the only thing that sat on the kitchen counter now was a small box. She walked over to the box and noticed it was addressed to Amanda. She didn't recognize the return address or. She pushed herself between my legs and pushed me flat on the bed and lay on me. Her breasts were crushed on my chest as she hungrily kissed me all over my face. She then lifted her head an looked deeply into my eyes. “this is like a first night for me. Please make me your wife, atleast sexually.” I hugged her tightly and buried my nose in her hair. She then propped her self on her elbow and looked down at her chest. I followed her eyes and was treated to the view of a luscious cleavage. I. Valentine’s Day. She laughed when she told me about this, ‘See, the thing was, the three of us would take this room in Stamford, we always stayed at ‘The George of Stamford’. You wouldn’t believe it, but they take this ‘romantic relationship’ seriously! There are always two or three couples kicked out each year. Last year it was the third place team… turns out they were brother and sister. Maybe they really did have a ‘romantic’ relationship but it was easier for everyone to just disqualify. Someone she felt faithful to. There were endless possibilities, so when I arrived at work on that fateful Monday, I decided to find out the truth. As soon as I sat down at my desk, I called Janet over the intercom and asked her to send for James. James Arlington was my star investigator. He was a thirty-year-old ex-cop who started working for me about three years ago. He was one of the few people I trusted. About an inch shorter than my six foot two, he weighed in at about 210 pounds of muscle..