He smiled at me and waved a thank you before closing the door. I waited – something felt off about leaving him here, as he sauntered to the door, an... rang the doorbell. The door swung open in seconds, and there she stood – his wife I presumed. She had her hair pinned back with a pencil, wore a white shirt and stood with her hands on her hips. The immediately began speaking. Morrison gestured frantically. She stomped her foot. I heard a shriek through the insolation of my car. Then her hand. While he listened to the peaceful sounds of his country home Pete thought of Polly. He wondered what Polly was doing. He wondered if she was getting as much cock as he suspected she was. That thought tore at his soul. He knew he would never know what she did on her trip unless she or one of her slut friends let it slip and word got out. He still wasn’t sure what he would do when she returned. He was pretty sure they were over but there was a slight chance they were not. He needed to think. More

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