44 Magnum. “If those were white,” Lucy said with a laugh, “you’d look just like the Pillsbury Dough Boy.”I couldn’t think of a witty reto...rt so I leaned in for another kiss, something I’d never tire of. I sat in a chair and held Lucy’s hand while we waited for Dr. Murphy to check on Lucy’s progress. The waiting was interminable—even worse than any of the stakeouts I’d been on and some of them were so long that I’d had to piss into a coffee cup several times to maintain continuous. If nothing else than so hedoesn't exploit another child into a dangerous environment. The nerve ofsome people, I swear," new Jake said.He set me down on the floor on my own two feet again and gave my littlebehind a light swat to send me on my way. "Now run along upstairs toyour room, Audrey," he said. "Your mommy and I have a little talking todo."Without question I found myself hurrying up the stairs and dashingwildly into my bedroom at the command before I snapped out of whateverhypnotic. I got out of bed and went behind her, still hidden from the door. She was still wrapped in her towel and my hands went to caress her legs and bottom. She was slapping them away and when the conversation stopped instead of shutting the door, she turned around and told me that we should wait and that she had a surprise for me. She pushed me out the door to shower while she got changed. it’s a good thing her mother did not see me with my erection tenting my underwear. The drive to the airport. ”I followed Dorita over to the other spot with my dick out. No one could see me from the waist down anyway. We moved to the opposite turn of the bar from the other patrons. Not on a path to the bathroom, and there was a big coffee machine blocking anyone’s view of us. The Portuguese love their coffee. I had my back to the only path past us as I put my drink on the bar, Dorita with her back to the coffee machine. I craned my neck around, realizing what a secluded area within a still public space.