"I'm glad you asked. Because we are going to combine lessons one and two, plus add another lesson." "I don't understand." She said. "No problem. Just ...listen to what I say." I pulled the towel from my waist, showing a semi erect dick. Standing her up, I removed her shirt and pulled down her pants.She stepped out of her leggings, holding on to me for balance. She had on tightie whities with Whinnie the Pooh on her crotch. She pulled them down showing her trimmed red bush. I had her get on the. We made the best of it. The Davises were out of town for the weekend. Tom's parents had invited them to Denver. The only good part of this was discovering that distance did not seem to make a difference when it came to bridging. We spent time every night catching up on the latest events. They were having fun catching up with aunts, uncles, and cousins they hadn't seen in years. And then there was the whole "Mark broke his leg skiing today" thing. Yeah, the holidays were officially off and. He laughed and said he could handle it.I spent that week talking to real estate agents looking for a temporary lease until the mess with Grace settled out. I also listed my house with an agent. Within four days I had a bidding war between two buyers. I asked the agent to let me interview the buyers. I was told that was against the ethics of the local real estate board and probably against the law.So, I asked the agent to describe the buyers. Buyer one was a young couple that had come into a. In the elevator, Ray pushed the button to the third floor. Room 315 was located right next to the elevator bank and almost identical to the room that Scott had slept in before. A powerful notebook computer was open on the desk; its screen was illuminated. Ray sat down at the desk and said, "I've got a couple of things to do here. Give me a sec." Then he moved the cursor, clicked and a dialogue box popped up on the screen, then he typed a few characters on the keyboard. "Scott," he said, "this.