Stan was about 50 and his wife was a several years younger. Connie was a successful Business owner, in addition to being very attractive. There textin...g was pretty benign yet on a very occasions, the text from Connie simply read “kik.” I looked through my wife’s phone apps and hidden in another folder was the KIK app. I try, unsuccessfully, to open the app, yet I didn’t know the password. I scrolled through her emails and found where she originally set up the app. There was her log-in. I need a drink. And, Ifeel like a threesome tonight. You told me I could pick the girl, and Ipick you, Ashley. If you're good, I'll let you choose the first man whogets to fuck you." Part 2JP was in shock, his mind racing in a mixture of horror, surprise anddisbelief. He had to give over some concentration to simple physicalmatters, since it was a real challenge for him to stay upright on thefour-inch fuck-me heels his feet had been strapped into. Everythingfelt so strange. He struggled to keep. He was an investor. This could be an opportunity for her, and for her Sam, her war hero. She frowned; Sam might not like her being escorted to some fancy do by a stranger; no, that’s not right, she knew for a fact he wouldn’t like it!”He sensed she was a tiny bit skittish. “In case you’re concerned, Abigail, we could go in separate cars and meet there, in the foyer of the conference hall,” he said.She relaxed. “All right,” she said. “Then yes. Time?”“Saturday, 6:45 if that works for you,” he. I have a good used farm wagon that I can let you have with tack for another twenty, so the total cost will be a hundred forty-five dollars and seventy-five cents.” He gave me a doubtful look before asking, “Do you have that kind of money?”I gave him my best grin and replied, “No, Sir. But I do have this,” showing him a gold bar. “I think it’s about five ounces. How much will that get me?”“I don’t know, let’s go over to the store and weigh it. Gold’s going for about seven dollars an ounce here,.