I said, “Now, I have to pay you for this.” He refused as before, but I said, “Come in so I can get at least a little cash for you.” He walked ...in the door sheepishly and I shut it behind him. He was standing there in my entry hall wearing nothing but athletic shorts and black sneakers. The sweat was dripping from him, and I could tell he felt uncomfortable standing here. I reached into my purse and pulled out some cash. I dropped the bills on the floor. When I bent down to pick up the bills, I. “Well, Captain, it’s David. Mr. Greene is my deceased Father,” I tell him.“Sir, I apologize, but FBI protocol requires me to call you Mister until the case is wrapped up,” he explains which was the first time someone had rebuffed my attempts to be called David, which I was fine with since it made sense.“Well, Captain. Let me ask, how are all your agents?” Looking at him, causing me to squint a bit looking towards the morning sun.I stepped a couple of steps to his side to avoid looking into the. . No special reason. I'll see you tonight, lover," she said with a smile.When Dad and I got home from the airport, Becky was already at my house wearing a very short pink skirt and a thin, tight white top. It was plain to see she was braless since her nipples were prominent—hard and jutting straight out. And my cock actually jumped when she then gave me a quick wink before my attention was drawn towards Mom when Dad went over to kiss her.What the fuck? I thought as I then noticed her choice of. Then when they get bored, they go. That was fine when I was younger, but I don’t really have time to waste now, if you know what I mean. Kelly will want to go back to you soon; well, eventually. Then where will I be? Alone again, but that much older. It’s harder for us to find people than for you kids, you know. There aren’t a lot of older women available without a lot of ... well, that aren’t fat and ugly.”We set off, and thankfully the babble stopped. From him and from my own confused mind as.