"Mighty friendly place you got here!" His voice dripped with sarcasm. He left the bar and went back to his motel to take care of his cuts and bruises.... Damn! That was a coincidence! Who'd ever think the broad's husband'd be sitting right next to me? Well, he'll be in jail for a few days! Then, the idea hit him! He's in jail! Obvious!It was about 8:30 p.m. when Dottie was called to the telephone. She took it behind the bar. It was her husband, Gabe; his voice came to her distant and. Dana's lewd grin turned into a mask of hungry lust. The agent reached down and groped Angela's satiny breasts. She fondled and massaged the quivering tit flesh. She pinched and tweaked the erect nipples, making Angela groan in her sleep. Scully's hand slipped down Angela's trim flat stomach and slid between her legs.Scully caressed the strands of dark pussy hair. Dana got away from the bed and quickly stripped off her clothing. Now they were both naked. Scully's cunt was drenched by now and her. "If this makes you nervous or something, you could lend me a T-shirt," she said."I'll get one for you, in case you want to wear it," I said, smiling, "but don't wear it on my account."I brought her the T-shirt, and the glass of wine she hadn't bothered to ask for, and she promptly put the T-shirt on. However, as soon as she had done so she had both hands inside it, unfastening the bra and going through that mysterious girl-thing of removing the bra without removing her outer covering.Her. He was nailed to the floor in fear, he turned to head back not wanting to face the music. “Damn it” he said to himself, all his life, since his wife left him, he had walked away from situations he had no control over, fearful of rejection, being made to look a fool, or quite simply not having the balls to see things through. He had to face her, find out why? For over 20 years he had kicked himself for not asking the same question of his wife, to afraid of the truth perhaps, but all it had done.