“Mess with your life?” I said.“Yes, he’s demanding half of the proceeds from the sale of the house even though the judge gave the house to me ...in the settlement,” she said. I nodded. “But, the real problem is the fact that the house is as yet not even paid for, and my ex has to make the payments until the house is sold.”“I see,” I said.“Add to that he’s even trying to horn in on my new business. I hate the bastard,” she said.We talked for some time. I learned more about her problems both as. We both inquired about an alternate location of the motel chain only a kilometer away and closer to the beach.Unfortunately, there was a golf tournament in progress and all the rooms at that location and in all the motels in a ten kilometer wide radius were all booked up. We had no choice but to share the room or one of us would have to sleep in the lobby until the next morning. I didn’t think my almost sheer sports bra that did nothing to hide my well-defined nipples or my white lace thong. The contents, however, were far from pretty. Written on the expensive bond paper were detailed notes on how to commit murder, followed by an after action report on how the plan had worked out. Gretchen was looking at the jewelry, bitching that it was probably her mother's. I was grateful for having a few minutes to get my mind around what I was reading. Kat had written down her plan: to kill Gretchen's mother and slide into Han's life. She had used access to the house through someone in the. It was Tuesday night and she had invited Jake and Sam, her two young black lovers. She knew Larry liked them as they came a lot and left her pussy and ass full of thick sperms. She and Larry played a game after the guys left. Larry tried to guess whose sperms he was sucking and to Carol's surprise, he often got it right."what do you mean Sheila?" carol asked trying to end the conversation quickly. "Well. You know." Sheila shrugged. "I don't" Carol quipped. She was getting annoyed. She didn't.