“I’ve never been to a game. How can I know if I’ll like something unless I go see it?”“You mean you don’t watch games on TV?”“I don’...t watch TV, Arthur. Why watch a picture of other people having fun?”“I don’t know. I don’t watch much TV either. I ... My dreams are more real.”“Will you share one with me?” she asked.“I, um ... You see ... I mean...”“It’s okay. It was just a suggestion. If they’re private, you don’t have to talk about them. For sure, some of my dreams would be embarrassing to talk. Everything was pink and satin. He seemed to find nothing odd about this, and I certainly didn't want to be ungrateful so I thanked him again. He left me alone to get settled in, and I laid on the pink satin sheets thinking of the strange things that had occurred today. I loved beer! While not particularly large, I had never had trouble carrying a suitcase or opening a beer bottle. I began to unpack my luggage and found the closets and dressers full of women's clothing. Jake must have had. I opened it and read what the PI found.Nancy Montoya, age 35. Son, Ruben Montoya, age 14. Address: 1145 Lexington Avenue, Groveport, Ohio. Phone numbers: cell 614-555-1478, home 614-555-8923. No phone listed for Ruben.Interesting that she hadn't changed her name. I guess it was to keep the same name as our son. I was surprised that she hadn't remarried and that no one had adopted Ruben. She was a gorgeous woman, one most men noticed, and could have any man she wanted. Maybe she was just living. ”Joel then slapped her glorious, curvaceous ass.“Ugh!"Joel smacked her ass again.“Ugh!"Tammy then turned around, got on her knees, and began to suck Joel’s volcanic erection. She almost immediately moisturized him with her saliva. She at first began to suck his head slowly yet seductively. She gradually sucked him deeper and deeper until she deep-throated him.As she sucked Joel, he wondered... She had a fiancé and a whole family. They were friends for more than ten years. He’d had a crush on.