In one day, one moment, I’d ruined the best thing that had ever happened to me. And I had told her I would let her go, if she wanted me to. I meant ...it, too, I just ... wasn’t prepared for it to happen.I put my hand in my pocket, feeling the strange machine hidden there. Her ‘phone’ was a heavy weight in my pocket; I’d chosen another song, before Leli had explained to me how I was hurting Sierra. I hadn’t thought of it that way. And maybe I was stopping her from moving on, when she probably,. She fed him doubt, and a suspicion that they knew a little too much about the Wilson disappearance. She also played on his image of the FBI and other agencies, as glory thieves, who come in and interfere with local matters for their own purposes, then take all the credit for what the locals had done. It had already happened to him. Twice.The bottom dropped out of his good mood. They had played him. Even if they were legitimate Feds, which he now doubted, they would just end up screwing him over. Mrs.Cassie offered to come along as she convinced my mum that I would need help finding it. Just as we reached the car she put her hand on my shoulder, turned me around,and kissed me. My brain trying to process the situation but my body reacting on its own. We kissed, our tongues dancing, body tingling,static running through like a strong current of electricity. The whole scene alone almost made me cum. Then our lips departed and she slid down and unzipped me. "I just dropped my wine and I feel. He'd be selling it to Crystal.I started, "Well, we start about seven o'clock with cocktails and hors d'oeuvres. Each couple brings some kind of dish too, and we provide the main entrée, and I think this coming Saturday Amber and I will be cooking up kind of a salmon dish. We stand or sit around and talk, this time of year we use the balcony to watch the sunset, and then we eat buffet style sitting around the living room or balcony. There's a clean up routine that goes quickly with so many.