I don't know why, but looking at this man caused strange feelings and weird thoughts to enter my head. I decided it was the pot, dismissed it, and ste...pped up to buy the ticket.Entering the theater I stopped to look at the poster of a movie showing next week. Actually I wanted to get another look at the Italian or Greek (I think) gentleman who was behind me in line. I spotted him entering the lobby and noticed as part of his loose shorts moved back and forth. Obviously he had a substantial penis. . Yes, yes... I'll call you when he leaves and tell you all about it... Okay... I love you too. Bye bye..."I couldn't believe my ears. Kathy had just told her boyfriend or husband that she was having sex with me and said she would call him back and tell him all about it. Before I could fully react to this Kathy pushed back against my cock and said, "Don't stop, I was almost ready to cum." I began pumping her harder and soon we both had an orgasm.When I was done I dropped down on the bed beside. She sat across from me and I blushed, pulling a fresh robe over my body. She smiled and sat on the bench across from me. Aires decided to move onto my bench. Ferah’s face lacked any of the earlier expressions as she explained, “Rilen told me you were after money. Are you just trying to keep yourself off the street?”“No, I need money to save the preserve!”“Oh, right. I remember hearing that the Church couldn’t keep the Legate out after this newest influx of refugees. So, you’re trying to keep. ”I ignored the rebuke. “So, you do know this Dagmar?”She looked at me with a puzzled expression. “Not really. It would be kind of hard to explain.”I took her hand and urged her on. “Please try, Aunt Margie. When we go back to court in two weeks, whether you go to trial or not on these charges is going to depend a lot on what you know about Dagmar and this diary. You’re saying you don’t know what’s in it, but old Bullock is going to ask you how that can be when it’s in your handwriting and it.