The reception was at ‘Bon Vivant’ where Tina gave me a particularly close hug, saying, ‘I can get closer to you now I haven’t got all that mam...mary stuff in front of me.’ I took Bella away to Paris for our honeymoon. We did all the sights, the Louvre, the Tuileries, the Eiffel Tower, a moonlight cruise along the Seine and at Bella’s insistence took in the show at the Folies Begere. That night she bemoaned her lack of bosom compared with some of the bare-breasted dancers on stage. It took me some. "Wh... where is Mr. Wiseman?" Charlene asked. "Don't worry, hon, he is already back in the office. He left me here to watch over you until you came back. As soon as you are able to, we'll go upstairs too. Just relax a bit more," Amy said, putting a hand on her shoulder. Charlene looked into the eyes of her more experienced coworker. Amy had moved from the back and taken her place in the driver's seat to watch over Charlene better and now the two girls sat in the car as Charlene regained her. He’s pretty shaken up about that; I’m just glad he’s not hurt. Who are you talking about?”“Who am I talking about? I’m talking about RJ, the kid your friend Demarious nearly killed.”“Wait a minute, he hit RJ? I mean, not that he deserves to die or anything, but that guy is a little weird. I’d always catch him staring at my tits in chemistry. He kept coming into my work to ask me out. Eventually, my boyfriend had to go kick his ass to get him to leave me alone. Do you know him or something?”I. "I nodded and unzipped my bag. There on top was the mysterious envelope. I picked it up and turned back to Crystal. "This came during intermission."I tore into the envelope. There was one printed page inside – a photograph and some text.The photograph showed a group of mostly naked people in some kind of orgy, bodies side by side with a lot of fucking going on. In the middle lay a very pretty young woman in whose pussy I had my cock buried. The photo must have been taken during my stopover in.