It could be a bomb," said the guy on the floor whobrought it up to him.As he opened it, he smiled. It was his jacket. Dana had sent it back. He open...ed it up looking for a note. Seeing nothing, he put it on. Itfelt the same but smelled a lot different. It used to be kinda used andsweaty smelling from years neglect and wear. Now, it was all cleanedand it smelled like her.As he slipped the jacket onto his shoulders, he reached into the pocketand found an envelope. He took it out and it too. She was a beautiful lady, well dressed and made up,with dark blonde hair piled high on her head. She had an excellent trimfigure and wore high heels. It was a salon, after all, and she had toset an example. Mark waved to her, introduced himself and offered her acoffee. She refused and sat down."So what's the issue?" she asked quite abruptly. "I am not used togetting calls from lawyers." Well, Tracy, you may be able to help someone I know. There is nothinglegal and you haven?t done anything. Bradshaw?"Jane laughed. "So he is already hitting on you."Sherri looked around. "Yes," she whispered. "Mark will be so pissed if he finds out."Again Jane laughed. "I thought Tom would be pissed too but it seems that as long as it's in the family they don't have a problem." Oh my God," Sherri gasped. "How far have you.......I mean...it is just flirting right?" Now a girl can't kiss and tell," Jane said as she caressed up over Sherri's wrist and then up her thin arm. As her thumb traveled up over. I kept a tight grip on his penis even after no more cum came out. I didn’t want to let go but I finally realized that somebody might walk in on us and I didn’t want to be caught gripping Jack’s big dick.”“That would be embarrassing although it sounds like just about all of you have had your hands on Jack’s penis,” I replied. “I do have a question though,” she continued. “Hearing all these stories and all the various women that are having sex with Jack, aren’t you concerned that because of his.