I’d be living in blissful ignorance.But out of sheer interest I pressed ‘yes.’Four tabs opened up.Three were innocent enough. They were work rel...ated, but the fourth was an email account that I knew nothing about.The account was called kimslicker and my mind flipped and dipped as I stared at a list of emails from addresses I did not recognise.One name though did strike a chord. Angelique.Bloody Angelique, or Ange as Kim called her.A petite brunette with a killer body just made for hard core. Maybe if you sat at the very front of the bus that would be--" Mo-om." Scotty moaned in a sing-song voice. "I'm a big boy."I almost started crying again. "Yes, you are. Remember that Grandma will pick you up from school today since tonight I work at the restaurant. Don't forget."Scotty rolled his eyes, "Every Tuesday and Thursday you work at the restaurant, I know that already. I'm not a baby."I kissed him on his soft little cheek, still slightly chubby with baby fat. I recognized that he was. I’d gotten a new hiking compass and studied how to use it so I could mark positions on the map. I had historical map reproductions from the 1890s for the entire Western U.S. On these maps, I’d carefully plotted out the last location known and the date of every lost treasure I’d researched. I was thinking that the next time I visited Kyle, we’d do some freelancing. Dad said the ranch was on hard times and I wasn’t above producing a little miracle of my own to save the farm.Every time I scouted. Getting into the front, I lowered the passenger seat to horizontal, and told her to make her way up to where she could properly fuck my cock with her talented face. I really fantasized about seeing her beautiful brown hair bobbing up and down on my cock, here in the vehicle, as I heard her slurping my juices and moaning in pleasure. Slapping a nice hand on a tight ass cheek, I told her to get started as I headed out of the place, toward my home, far from where she could know. She was really.