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He paid the waiter for the dinner, and got up to leave. Tish put her hand in his back pocket as they walked out the door.He loved how she jiggled when she walked. He loved her sexy raspy voice. He wanted her badly. They entered his hotel room a few minutes later, and soon they were kissing each other. Ron started to take off Tish’s clothes, exposing her huge breasts. He fondled them, then started kissing them. He put his mouth around her nipple, and started suckling her.Tish in turn got off. Finishing his coffee, he wandered out to the backyard to see what was happening out there. Almost everyone had gathered to put together breakfast. Even the two kids, Chuck and Mike, were hard at work setting out plates and silverware. Rather than the expected pancakes, there were three waffle irons on the table.Claire looked up at him and asked, “Where’s Abby?”“She’s in her bedroom,” Jack answered.“Why don’t you get her and we can start breakfast?” Claire said.Jack bit his lower lip and then. "Rather, they will focus on the one who was shot, which will be you. I will bend over your fallen body solicitously and will administer the coup de grace as I do so. Then, while all hover around you in confusion and uncertainty, I and my associates will quietly vanish. I hope you understand."I did. I wasn't getting out of this easily.We took their car, a new-model sedan. Ratty drove, Hairy sat in the front seat glaring back at me, and Cesar and I had the back. The doors were locked; no jumping. You’re married, and I would never assume anything like that."She kissed him and whispered, "I never want tonight to end… I think I'd like a quick shower."He slowly removed her clothes, and she did the same for him. Once naked Jayjay noticed several old bruises and a couple of new ones on her body. Frowning, he quizzed, "What are these? What happened?"She gently pulled away, "Jayjay, please."He got angry, "Does that bastard hit you?"She couldn't look him in the eyes. He asked again and waited.
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