He took money to give the Tankers and their people a measure of protection from being discovered. It didn’t take much, a word here or there letting ...them know how to avoid a sting or investigation and it made him a lot of money. The rest of the crew and, of course, Father Bob, had no idea that the Tankers were involved in that. Well Bosh did -- that fucker might as well be a gang member himself at this point. But Harrison was involved more than enough to get his ass canned and jailed.As he drove. With me being a “handyman” of sorts, and the fact that what she described seemed potentially dangerous, I told the wife that I should get down there asap. I have been married to my wife, Mary, for almost twenty years. Mary is a full figured, big breasted, big booty brunette. We have great sex, although in past years the frequency had slowed down quite a bit. Janie is the younger sister, five years. She has been divorced for 8 years. She was married at a young age and after the divorce she went. There’s a tub, and we sometimes bathe or share a hot soak together.We frequently sleep together, as well. Sometimes in my bed, sometimes in hers. That began early in our childhood. It just felt good to have someone close – skin to skin – in the night.For a long time as we grew up, our physical intimacy was minimal, but as we grew, we enjoyed touching, caressing, hugging. Kissing, too. Our moms knew this and we talked a lot about what that meant and implied.Not that we didn’t sometimes disagree.. He'd be really cute about it. Tickle me, kiss me and then before you knew it he was pushing himself inside me. It was a lot of fun. He'd find any opportunity he could to screw me. It was so often that sometimes I'd have to plead for him to stop or to maybe postpone it for another time just so I wouldn't be totally robbed of all my energy. It was hard though. He worked constantly and I was a stay at home girl. I felt like I was his stress relief. I was the one thing he looked forward to while at.