What is this, a timeline?!”“Never gonna happen, I want Terry, even more than you do, and it’s a given, my friend, she’s not just mine for the ...taking, she’s already mine. Give it up or it’ll end bad for you, it’ll be even worse for her, believe me.” Clinton smiled evilly.I wanted to get that smug bastard, I wanted it bad, but not as much as I wanted Terry. I knew I’d have to have my wits about me if we were to come out of this with some chance of a future for both Terry and me.“OK, we are going. I put my weight on my crutch handles in my pits and held my hands up. “Easy, lady, easy. I just thought that you had an old camper you wouldn’t mind getting rid of. It’s half-covered by an old torn tarp, the tires are half-flat and it doesn’t look like it’s been moved in years.”She calmed down a little and invited me in. Over a cup of coffee we talked. I told her about wanting to what amounted to a pre-fab house to sit inside a commercial garage.She gave me the story on the thing. Her parents. ' Who's going to believe my people? Hell, the DA is being paid twice. Once for reducing the charge (most of the time to a misdemeanor) so the dealer isn't charged with a felony, then the DA gets paid again when he sells the drugs."The Attorney General waited to swallow a hurried bite. "Yeah, I know, but he can cast doubt on all that with paperwork showing that there were only a few ounces. Then it's your paperwork against his paperwork. It's easy enough to confuse a jury as it is ... I'm still. You scoot a little further onto the bed and I slither up between your lovely legs. You're looking down at me with a look of passion and lust, wanting me as much as I want you, anticipating my next move. I move to a position with my head between your thighs, my fingers stroking your damp pussy lips. I separate your silky lips and inhale your essence.I'm about to taste your cunt... savor your juices on my tongue, as I lick and nibble, sliding my tongue up and down your wet slit. I lick and suck.