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I took the soap from her to wash her lovely body. It was funny, but the more I knew about Lucy the more beautiful she became. Best of all, she was a generous and beautiful person, a credit to her family and her city. We met Daryl and Jasmine and they were obviously freshly showered as we were. That was when I blowjob first noticed the plastic bag in her hands. She and Lucy had obviously planned for this or something similar. Of course, we were both armed--our 9mm’s securely holstered on our belts. Mine was covered by my navy blue sports jacket, Daryl’s hidden by a lightweight jacket. I drove, following Lucy’s directions to a spot just at the edge of the city limits. Maxwell’s was a high-ceilinged building with leaded glass on the front and side windows, giving it an elegant appearance. Inside it was even better with real natural stone and extensive dark woodwork on the walls. The Maitre d’ greeted Lucy by name then looked his nose down at Daryl, Jasmine, and me until I teen opened cumshot my jacket a bit to give him a view of my ID and pistol. “Frank, I’d like to introduce my husband, Matt Cahill, the Chief of Police, and this is his friend and Lieutenant Daryl Evans. Finally, this is my best friend Jasmine Stone. She’s the chief librarian at our library. Have my parents arrived yet?” “Yes, Miss Lucille—they are anal in the gold room. Allow me to show you the way.” He took a few menus from the podium and led skinny us down a wide corridor to a small room separated from the main dining room by a wall of leaded glass blocks with just a single table for eight. Jonathan rose to hug all of us which, I assumed, told the snobby Maitre d’ how things were with us. His attitude changed immediately. I thanked Jonathan once he was gone. “He’s not a bad sort, but every now and then he forgets we’re in western Tennessee and not in Paris.” “I’ve been to Paris,” I told everyone. “Paris, Texas; it’s a nice place.” Lucy scoffed and swatted my arm as Jonathan and Marylou laughed. “Let’s be seated and have a drink or three before dinner. Marylou and I know the menu by heart, but I think the rest of you will probably need a look.” Jonathan and Marylou returned to their seats and we also sat. The extra two place settings and chairs were removed immediately and we shifted the settings and chairs to have more room. I was next to Marylou and my wife who had Jasmine to her right and then Daryl. Our waiter came and took drink orders. I’m not much of a drinker—guns and alcohol usually cause trouble and I was almost always armed—but this was a celebration so I thought I could handle one drink with dinner. I ordered a margarita on the rocks then turned my attention to the sizable menu. I couldn’t believe all the courses listed in the menu—starters, soup, salad, pasta, entrees, desserts, and after-dinner cordials. Furthermore, the menu was written in English and French. There was no way I was eating all these courses so I just picked out the few I thought I’d like. I turned to Lucy after a few minutes to ask what she was going to eat. “I’m going to start with the snails.” Then she changed her mind when she saw the expression on my face. “Actually, the shrimp cocktail here is really great. Why don’t you have one, too?” I smiled my approval and asked her about the French onion soup. “Shut up!” Alyssa said, giving Madison a playful slap on the thigh. She was clingy when we first arrived for Sunday service, almost catty with me over my wife. Better him than with the horrible men back home, she had reasoned. THURSDAY I looked down and saw Stoneman’s rigid penis. He teen slipped two fingers beneath the gusset of her panties to masturbate her, he watched her face. 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