I thought I had it yesterday and you saw how that turned out. No ... this is for me ... and for you two, as well. If you let me do it; I'll give it to... you as a wedding present. Please ... would you please at least let me try... ?"Jill was intrigued. "Tell me more, Kelly." Hey! Wait a minute! You're not saying you're going along..." Let me finish, Joe ... please? I totally agree with you about not wanting that statuette in Barbara's shop so that she can sell more porn. But what we have together. “Take it outside, guys,” said the man who was supervising the shooting gallery. “Shooters! Approach the line!”“Well, that was fun,” I said, as we left the shooting range and stepped into the canteen. It was all as homely and luxurious as a Serbian youth hostel, but most of the people who came here didn’t care and the others, such as myself, just had to suck it up.“Lara! G-men are here!” yelled someone who had been put in charge of minding the main entrance.“You can use my office. Why don’t you. Don’t call early hon, it’s only 20 past eight now, there’s no way I could be saved after hanging for 40 minutes, and even if by some miracle they could I’d be a vegetable by then, don’t risk me ending up that way, OK?” Steve nodded in agreement. “OK then, I’m ready, let’s get this over with.” With that she lit her cigarette and dropped the lighter to the floor. She then fastened the remaining cuff around her right wrist; all that was left was to kick the chair out from under her to seal her. When we get to your car, you open the boot and help me load my stuff in, bending forward, letting me get a good glimpse of your tight ass and wet thong. I suddenly pull you up and turn you around, and take you to the bonnet of the car where I make you sit down, legs wide open around my body. you hike up your skirt and I rip off your dainty little piece of underwear. I kiss your neck, nibble on your ear, squeeze your tits, feeling your nipples trying to break free from your bra. then I throw.