"Makes you responsible for paying for it!" Bob insisted."Oh, yes, I suppose I am Colonel now!" Achates said as he tried to nick Mendoza's ceremonial s...word."Look here I wrote it all down!" said Cuciola, "The confession, I tried to kill Mendoza!" he said "can I have another go on the wanking machine?" and fighting broke out as the women fought to be first to see if was as good at fucking as it was at wanking Cuciola off."But the Ass fuck is fucked!" Achates complained.Bob weren't having none of. A faint, ‘Thanks,’ returned. He sat there awhile, wondering if he should stop her. After all, she was part of an ongoing federal investigation, although no one else knew about her involvement, except Tom. The Chief’s slow and steady life had switched to the fast lane in less than a week. Letting her leave simplified matters by one less complication. It was three o’clock, before Chief Morris found time to drive out to the Midway Motel. Six parked cars indicated the recent violence hadn’t hurt. You working nights and me days has really put a strain on our marriage. I should apologize to you for violating your privacy. I’m sorry. Forgive me.”“What the hell are you doing home anyway?” she asked as she put on a teddy.Dewayne explained that things were a bit slow at work so the boss gave him a week off – without pay – saying that after the first of the month construction work would pick up again. He began undressing saying it was time to make up for some lost time.Their tongues played. Let's get to business."He clenched his right hand, revealing a guns – and - roses glowing motif. Jenny heard Catherine's voice moan in pleasure from inside a small, dark room, not unlike a broom closet. Her hand came into view, clutching the door frame. Jennie saw black fingernails, and immediately knew that British fucker had done something to Catherine too. And indeed, the woman that appeared was Catherine only in body language.Jennie's jaw dropped. The plain, sober figure that was her friend.