Someone was becoming serious about notwanting them to learn more about the wagon train she was researching.Was her thesis worth the possibility of hav...ing Pat or herself hurt? Shereally did not know what to do.Hoping that she would be able to discuss the whole situation with Pat atthe hospital, she started the car up and headed out. She patted thelumpy purse in the seat beside her to reassure herself that Yolanda'sjournal was still with her. It had occurred to her that morning that itmight be. 45, I would never have walked without a limp."The men sat silent for a moment. The SAC rubbed his eyes again, sighed, and looked over at his assistant, "All right; talk to me. Let's go over it again. What do we know?" Well, nobody in the room had an ID on them. Nobody. We found a vehicle we think three of the guys and Hanes, the undercover guy, came in — we think. It's registered to somebody in Texas, but there was no one in the motel who admitted to being from Texas or that claimed the car.. I would unbutton her blouse, release the clasp on her bra releasing her big tits and suck on her nipples. Then while sitting on my lap, she would spread her legs allowing me easy access to her crotch letting me finger fuck her pussy. She would many times actually take a hold of my wrist and push my hand hard against her cunt while she would basically hump my hand. It would not take long for her to reach a climax coating my fingers with her juices. She would take my hand and suck on my fingers. When I got home Diane was asleep. I took a quick shower to get the sex smell off of me and went to bed. I promised myself that it would be a one-time thing but that only lasted about a month and I was doing it again. After that I was having sex with different women at least once a month or more. I wasn't really sure why I was doing it... I think part of it was getting away with it.After losing the baby, Diane started night school to become a nurse. Her parents were footing the bill so it wasn't.