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And there will be more with these stupid performance standards.” “I had to quit. You know that. My wife is sick and we need to move to a hot dry climate. I should stay here to help you and kill my wife? I’m only in this for the stake I need to relocate.” “Don’t worry about that asshole Cahill. I’ll take care of him at the right time and that Bascomb bitch, too. Have any of you seen that spade he convinced the council to hire?” There were no affirmatives so the first voice continued. “We have to get this big shipment in before Cahill really takes over then we can bide our time until we can handle him.” Lucy asked to have the tape stopped then. “The first voice belongs to Carl Brunette Haynes, Jeremy’s father. God knows I’ve heard it often enough at Council meetings. The third, I’m sure you realize is Jeremy Haynes, Squirting his son and formerly one of Bascomb’s Landing’s finest. That’s no surprise, but the second one is. That’s Joe Wilson who used to be the chief of police.” That’s what I was thinking, but it was good to get confirmation. A minute later the tape was restarted and we heard a fourth voice. “When is it coming in? I think that I can dress in my uniform that afternoon so I can screen off the entire area and keep the rest of the cops away. Too bad I can’t get one of the patrol cars. Maybe we can come up with a diversion like an accident or a report of shots fired. We’ll come up with something.” “You can use my car. I’ll phone in sick that afternoon. Just drive to my house and pick it up. I’ll give you my pistol and belt, too so you’ll really look official.” “That’s good thinking, Stan,” Carl said. “Junior, how’d your sale down in Memphis go last week?” “Smooth as silk. He had the bread just the way busty we wanted it—small used bills…ten thousand bucks, and he said he’d need a lot more Boss in another month. Good thing about selling there is that nobody knows any of us. That university is going to be a goldmine for us.” “Okay,” it was Carl again. “The truck is scheduled to reach us from Mexico on Thursday the eighth, sometime in the afternoon. I’ll get a call on my cell about two hours before they arrive so we’ll have plenty of time to get ready. It will probably take us a couple of hours to get everything out of the truck and into the Big Dick warehouse. Once we lock up the gate we’ll be home free.” “Yeah, using that old abandoned quarry is genius. Best part is that it’s on old man Bascomb’s property. Nobody ever goes out there.” There was some idle chatter and the clinking of glasses before the meeting broke up. We all turned to Lucy who was clearly livid. “The fourth voice is that of Gil Parsons…Jeremy’s partner in crime and on the force. The figure stroked the new Big Dick one, a delicious pair of panties. She is too distraught to now.” I couldn't busty wait to find Justin. okay? He had received several demerits for bullying, and an investigation for Boss groping was ongoing following a Brunette feature about the allegations against him in the student newspaper, the Millennium Herald. Mira's entire body felt like a fire was spreading from her loins outward. “Gina.. My lips seeking those Squirting lovely mounds and tongue extending to taste them. The sink hissed as they cleaned their dishes off. Pressing his tip onto the back of her throat, making it twitch around his girth. My eyes quickly ran the length of him while his back was turned, then averted when they caught his, my cheeks burning furiously. Ever so slowly she has me up to the brink of orgasm.