" I said as Mom drew herhand back. The idea the Rat Pack moved into a town, messed with people,and then packed up and left without anyone doing or say...ing anything mademe angry."I'm not sure," said Dad. "But since he's not going to be around I don'tsee where it matters." Who's Frank, anyway?" Tyler asked. "Alex is always talking about himlike he's some kind of badass." Tyler!" Mom said. "Watch your language." He's a pervert," I said, "and he needs to be in jail." Okay," Dad broke in. "End of. According to the note, the museum found the contents of the journal inappropriate for either display or academic study.The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to avoid any notoriety that might come with the publication of this journal. Furthermore, with their delivery of the package to its rightful owner, the firm's obligation to any involved party was now ended.The letter raised far more questions than it answered. Who wrote the diary and when? Who. With that mood, she removed my t-shirt and made me topless. Hugging her without my shirt was a sexy feel and her boobs were pressing against my chest which made her like it and then i slowly lifted my legs and put it in between her legs with my kneecap touching her pussy over panty slowly and my legs rubbing her inner thighs.. with my hands busy with pressing her waist and arms and also tickling her armpits. we both undressed each other passionately by kissing all over the body and i removed. The entrance was down a flight of steps and just inside the doorway were a couple of bouncers. They looked us up and down, obviously decided a cool looking guy with an attractive leggy blonde in a mile high mini skirt and high heels both in their early forties were the kind of clientele they wanted, and let us through. A corridor with its red painted walls covered with pictures of men and women nude or all but nude in horny poses led to the desk where we received a warm welcome from Jo. I was.