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Tami is my age, and I'd had an affair with her for a time. She was the one who introduced me to girl-girl fun a couple of summers ago. She's chosen a different path, and we parted ways, even though we still see each other fairly regularly.

Life is funny sometimes, and for a brief time this summer I'd dated her younger sister. Yes, I'd asked Tami about dating Toni before I started, and Tami gave me the Okay, but once I'd started I got the impression that Tami wasn't really okay with it and was even a bit jealous -- even though it'd been some time since Tami and I had been together.

Today she came over to me and started giving me a hard time about dating Toni. She pulled me into a quiet corner and started whispering things to me like was Toni really a better fuck than she was and reminding me of how much I had loved to "use that hot little tongue on her swollen pussy" and wouldn't I like a refresher so I could make a real comparison.

I've always had a difficult time saying "no" to Tami, and she knew it. Still, I managed to make her understand that I was not going to be part of any competition between her and Toni.

She then *informed* me (she didn't ask) that she was gonna take me to dinner then "have me for desert" tonight. By now, her thigh was between my legs and she was rubbing me through my clothing. Weak-knee'd and breathing heavily, I nodded yes. She put a fingertip on my lips and advised me to "get lots of fluids, I was gonna need them." She then left, leaving me panting. Holy cats, she still can make me wet and she knows it.

Yes, I knew I was being used, but frankly, I didn't care.

I was worthless at work for the rest of the afternoon, wondering what she had in mind.

I met her at the diner as planned. I sat in the booth across from her. "Are you all wet, daydreaming about licking me tonight?" was her opening question as I felt her bare foot glide up my leg. I nodded silently. "Well I want you to go home and wash that thing so it tastes sweet for me tonight." she teased. "Then I want you to meet me in the park at eight thirty sharp. Don't make me wait.' She hesitated a moment. "And wear something nice for me. Something ... easy." She knew I loved it when she played the bossy bitch role, and she was playing it well. I fell effortlessly into the role of her obedient slut.

She ordered herself a salad and diet drink, and for me, a small cottage cheese and water. I looked at her questioningly. "I want you hungry for my pussy" she explained.

Midway through her salad, she put down her fork and stared at me. "I know what you did" she began. "You licked Toni's pussy for 45 minutes the last time you two went out. Tonight, you're gonna lick me for an hour. Be prepared." I reminded her that I wasn't going to participate in making this a contest. "Sixty minutes" she hissed. The she picked up her fork, had another bite of salad, and smiled sweetly at me. Discussion over. She was playing that role well, I have to admit.

***

Back at home, I announced that I was going to the mall with Tami tonight and hopped in the shower and washed away the day. I took a vial of my secret weapon (super-concentrated food flavoring) from the kitchen and rubbed a couple of drops in my pubic hair and on my slit, and a little more on my nipples. I did a quick but presentable makeup touch-up, and selected a light pink halter top and skirt to go with the peach flavor. I didn't have much of a tan, but this color also helped show off what little I had. I put my hair in a single ponytail, got out a new pair of department store pantyhose and chose a pair of cute sandals.

"My, you smell like a pie!" Mom said. "Georgia's finest!" I replied. I asked Dad for the keys to the pickup, and was almost ready to leave. I went to the truck, found the utility knife, and carefully cut a slit in the crotch of my pantyhose.

***

I arrived on time in the park. She had her car under a street lamp, and was fiddling with her phone. She was dressed in her high school cheer uniform, her strawberry-blonde hair in a ponytail, and she looked great. She definitely had the better outfit. I parked next to her car. There was a park bench in front of our cars, now hidden from the road by our vehicles.

"You look great, Kay!" she said. I sauntered over to her with my sexiest walk and ran a hand down her sweater sleeve. "You know what this does to me" I quietly told her. "You look better than you did in high school" I told her and kissed her softly. She kissed me back, sweetly. "Gawd, Kay, you're just my little Georgia peach tonight, aren't you! That's not perfume. What did you do? Did you do this for Toni?" she asked. I told her no, I hadn't, and please don't use it to make Toni feel bad. I explained that I wanted this to be special for her (for Tami.) She smiled sweetly at me and kissed me like she hadn't kissed me in ages. Not so much a "fuck me" kiss, more of a lover's soft kiss. I felt myself becoming wetter. She broke off the kiss and went to the driver's door of her car and popped her head in. "I've got a surprise for you" she said as she returned with two sticks from a KitKat candy. She slipped one between my lips and had a bite from the other.

"But first ..." she patted the hood of the dirty old truck, "Hop up here for me."

"Really? On the dirty old truck? This outfit is new" I complained.

Tami snapped into her character voice. "Then put down a fuckin' rag."

I went to the driver's door of the truck to look for something cleaner than the hood. Just as I was reaching for the old blanket we used as a seat cover, headlight beams swept across the field next to us and a squad car drove up. Tami waved to them. "The park closes in 90 minutes, ladies" said the officer. I carried the blanket to the hood as the cops swept the shadows with their light, waved, and drove off.

"You heard 'em" Tami said, "We've got 90 minutes. Two hours, tops before they're back." She patted the hood of the truck again.

"Where do you want to go to be alone?" I asked her.

"Right here! Under the streetlight, where anyone can see. I always cum harder when there's a chance of getting caught." she explained.

Oh. Wow. This was a surprise.

I spread the blanket and climbed up on the hood and had a seat. Tami stood in front of me with a hand on each knee. "I'm gonna suck the peaches outta you" she said in her roleplay voice "Lay back." Tami grabbed her phone and pressed Audio Record on it. "You're recording this?" I asked. "Shush", she replied "You don't get to ask questions" she said in her roleplay voice. "Yes, ma'am" I replied in my submissive voice and leaned back on my elbows to watch her. She flipped my skirt up and used her phone to keep it in position. Tami looked at me and smiled. "Sooo sexy" she said. "But this will never do." Then she noticed how I'd sliced the pantyhose and used that to rip a much wider hole in them. "There, now I can get at that nasty little hole of yours." She beamed at me.

She started softly kissing my mound and sucking at my lips. Slipping into her normal voice for a moment she said softly "Gawd, Kay, you even TASTE like peaches!" I felt her tongue go from asshole to clit. "Oh Sarah ..." She stopped. I had called her by the wrong name. "Holy cats that feels sooo good, Miss." I watched her face as she went back to licking and sucking. Is there anything in the world so amazing as a pretty face between your legs, licking away? I lay back, looking up at the night sky, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of her slippery tongue.

It wasn't long before I was grabbing the back of her head and grinding against her. In my mind, I knew that we were in the back lot of the park and had plenty of time before anyone would return, but between Tami recording this and it all taking place outdoors in a public park, I came fast, and I came hard. Really hard. She was right about that much. Tami stopped sucking on my clit and started softy and slowly tongue-fucking my hole. Once I was breathing normally again, she slipped her middle finger in me and started an in and out motion. "Is this the little hole you fuck all the boys with?" she asked. Then, in her regular voice, she asked how long it'd been since I had a dick in there. I didn't answer. In her roleplay voice, she asked "Or do you take them up the ass" and slipped the tip of a finger in my butt. "Jeezuz, Kay, when was the last time you had some dick? We gotta get you stuffed." She then started licking my asshole. I met her eyes and watched her lick away. Holy cats, it was good.

She returned to my clit, this time doing little circles around it and finger-fucking me too. It felt wonderful. I watched her face again as she sucked and slurped at me. She did pause at one point and say "Gawdamn, I love this peachy little pussy", but went right back to it. She soon gave me my second orgasm, even stronger than the first.

She fiddled with her phone while I got my breath back. Then she slapped me on the clit several times, said "Tick-Tock little girl" and climbed onto the blanket beside me. She flipped her skirt up, looked at me, and announced that "it ain't gonna lick itself" in her roleplay voice.

I climbed down off the hood of the truck. My knees were still a bit wobbly. I reached up and pulled down her cheer uniform panties. There was something strange about the regular panties she wore underneath. There was a big stain in the middle. "Anything I should know about?" I asked. "Smell it" she commanded.

I obeyed.

"Chocolate?"

I peeled her panties down and it seemed we had had similar ideas. Her lips were covered in chocolate. "A treat for my favorite little twat licker" she informed me in her bossy voice. "Now clean me up." She had hidden the first two sticks from the KitKat bar in her slit, and they had melted. She pulled out one of the cookie parts. "Awww, they weren't supposed to fall apart." I retrieved the other cookie portion with my tongue and lips. "Pussy cookies" I thought to myself. "They taste like you, though." munch, munch. "A little, yeah. Oh well, live and learn" she said. Then, in her bossy voice, "Now clean me up!"

I took a quick look around for headlights, then began to lick her clean. "Chocolate and hot puss" I said loud enough to be recorded, "two of my favorites." She had been standing for most of the time the cookies had been hidden, so the chocolate was within easy reach. I kept reminding myself to make extra loud sucking and slurping sounds for the recording. After a couple of minutes, I stopped and asked about the time. "Don't you worry about the time. Your job is to worry about the suck" she said. I reached down and gathered up her cheer uniform panties and her chocolate stained panties and dashed over to her car and tossed them on the floor and ran back. Now, at least, all we had to do was keep our skirts down if someone showed up suddenly.

"I'm gonna dock you two minutes for stopping."

"That wasn't more than 10 seconds!"

"Three minutes. Lick!"

I moved back between her legs and started licking her.
"Thank you, Miss"
"For what?"
"The chocolate covered asshole treat."
"You're welcome. Lick."

She tasted good. i slipped a finger into her and sucked her clit. "Two fingers" she commanded. I used a second finger. After a moment, she said "Three". "Really?" "Yes, really. Three. And now, if you don't mind." I curled my pinky back and held it with my thumb. "Three" I said, and put three fingers into her. She closed her eyes and laid back. Soon, she was gyrating her hips in time with my motions. "Mmmm, that's good baby." I started licking her clit again. She sat up and looked at me."Give me your hand." She measured my hand against hers. "You got some tiny fuckin' hands, Kay." She studied my face again.

"Four."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Four."

I slipped four fingers into her. Her eyes got big, but she didn't seem to have much trouble with it. I licked her clit and watched her face. She wasn't having trouble, she was loving it. I wiggled my fingers inside her. I felt her grip my fingers, her eyes closed, and she gave a low, very satisfied sounding moan. I withdrew slowly, and rubbed her tummy. She opened her eyes. "Oh Kay..."

"I'm sorry. I wish I'd have brought some lube. I didn't mean to hurt you."

She sat up, grabbed my head with both hands, and planted the biggest kiss on me that I'd had in a while. "No, no, no." she told me. "I'm fine! More than fine. You didn't hurt me. I'm fine without lube."

I gave her my 'are you sure' eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure. You're a-fucking-mazing." She kissed me again, then looked into my eyes for quite a while. "I want your whole hand in me. Just go slow. It'll be okay. Please, Kay?"

I looked around for headlights. only darkness.

"Are you really sure? No lube at all?"

"Yes baby, I'm sure. I trust you." Her eyes pleaded with me.

I thought back to every "how to fist" movie I'd seen. I checked my nails again - yes, they're pretty short. I felt pretty confident, even though I'd never done this before. "Really?" I asked again.

"Yes, baby, really. I promise I'll eat your little pussy every day until school starts. Please?"

I looked into her eyes. It seemed like she really did want this. "You don't have to lick me every day. I'll do it." She smiled a huge smile. "How much time left?" I asked. She looked. 30 minutes."

"Here?"

"Here. Now!"

I looked for headlights again.

"Okay." I gave her my free hand and said "just squeeze if I hurt you." I started with three fingers, then four. She nodded at me.

I looked around for visitors.

"Quit checin' traffic and fuck me!"

I pressed slowly forward. I curved my fingers around, as I watched her face. She felt so good. It was like the very first time I put a finger in another girl (which, interestingly, was her) only it was my whole hand. Warm, soft, slippery. Somehow unreal.

And yet it was real. My entire hand inside her. On the hood of the truck. Under a streetlamp. With cops due back at any moment, as far as I knew. I swear I felt a trickle run out of my hole and down my leg.

"It's in. All of it."

She reached down and felt my wrist. Her breathing was fast and shallow. She stared into my very soul.

After a moment, she laughed and said "Gawddamn, Kay, you're really fisting me."

I laughed nervously, looked around, and said "I'd wondered if you'd notice."

"Go easy" she said. "I'm afraid of hurting you" I told her and looked around again. "Pay attention to what you're doing" she snapped. "Just keep your hand in a fist until I tell you different." She then grabbed my forearm and started moving my hand for herself. "Gawd, Kay, you've got me really stretched out." then she smiled at me and added "and I love it!" After a moment she said quietly "even more than that time I took two dicks." She shot me a look and added "Don't ask".

Before long, she was using me as a dildo and had a couple of orgasms before the phone alarm went off. Feeling her muscles contract and spasm against my entire hand was nothing short of amazing. At the sound of her alarm, she instructed me "Okay, back it out, but go slow." I licked her clit as I withdrew my hand, reversing the steps I'd used previously. She sighed, smiled at me, and said "Marry me!" I just smiled and continued to softly lick and kiss her slit.

I stepped back and sat on the park bench, amazed that we'd gotten away with this. She fiddled with her phone and joined me. She sat next to me and kissed me sweetly, saying "Thank you Kay, that was truly amazing."

Se sat there for a couple minutes, quietly gathering our thoughts. She held my hand and would squeeze it and kiss me occasionally.

We watched the headlights pull into the park and the searchlight playing in the shadows until it rolled back to our area. A door opened and he stood at the car. "Closing time." We both waved to him, said our goodbyes, and drove home.


***


I walked in the house, and past mom. "Kay ..." she said, sniffing the air, "take a shower before turning in. Your peaches have turned."

"Okay, mom"

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Four Months Later: There have been a lot of people finding fault with me and Em and Homer, saying we got undeserved success as singers and writers and composers and musicians and all such shit. They also say ever since we became a success we have been real snobbish. First all those New York critics bitched about Em insuring her vocal chords for one million dollars. One sissy faced little round assed pucker butt said as how thirty-nine dollars ought to be considered overkill. Some of the...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 39

After breakfast, Raúl assigned two men to fly me to the sites where I would build the farm and the ranch. When we got there, they flew so slowly and so low that I felt like we were preparing to land on one of the nearby dirt roads. The land was literally right on the coast but, aside from a narrow strip along the beach. Most of it was high enough to be safe from a storm surge or a hurricane surge. The lush green vegetation made me feel better since we wouldn’t have any compost to work into...

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Pickup in a Hurry

James Parker was sitting at the campus Starbucks, which he did as often as he could afford. He was appreciating the pickup era clothing, or rather the lack thereof, that the female patrons of the shop were displaying. Most of the girls who had swirled in with the lunch crowd appeared to be barely old enough to be legal in the diaspora era and wore no more than body paint and thongs. At least some of them did. A couple of the girls who had seated themselves at a table near where he sat were...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 3

Dwight had somehow arranged for me to take my finals a week early so I could attend fourteen weeks of the nineteen-week training course. He drove me to the airport and handed me a letter as I was boarding my flight to Glynco. “Dan is the agent in overall charge of the training center. Give this to him if he starts to become a nuisance,” he chuckled. Barely an hour after finishing my last final, my flight was wheels up and I was headed for Georgia. I had left my car in my assigned spot at the...

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old myth about truck stops

Through talking with Lee over the years I had found out that in her younger years she was a prostitute . Not by choice but by the necessity to support her self and her young daughter .Apparently she lived in a trailer park across the street where her boy friend at that time deserted her. She was left alone and had no family to help her so she survived by bringing truck drivers in to bed her. Back in the day before the interstate this was a very busy truck stop. Lee had told me she made...

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Inviting a PickupChapter 10

The rest of the week passed uneventfully, other than lots and lots of sex, wild nasty dirty sex. Jake and Mark found out from Valerie they were no longer the big men in the house. "Twelve inches," she said, smiling happily. They were sitting around the patio, it was an unseasonably warm Friday evening, drinking beer. Valerie was a little tipsy, and it took a lot of beer to get a woman that size tipsy. "See this can," she said, waving her half-empty beer, "it ain't got nothing on my...

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Pickup Number EighteenChapter 3

"What's up?" Tom asked. "I don't want you to get sold a pig in a poke. Vickie is nobody's fool, but she's also a mother -- and as callous as she sounds about this..." "Yeah." Tom grunted. "Still, it takes a lot of moxie to say, 'will you get kids on my teenage daughter?' She's gutsy -- and you have a good eye." "She knew we were here several minutes before everyone else did -- and she was stopping women at the register -- without causing a fuss -- so they would have a...

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Inviting a PickupChapter 6

Jake was smiling as he showered Saturday morning. He had slipped out of bed, drained his bladder despite his morning wood while hunched over the toilet, and climbed into the shower. He had a day planned that he hoped Lana would enjoy. He had talked with her a few times at school and enjoyed the girl's company. She was feisty, and didn't take shit off of anybody. He had borrowed his Dad's pickup for the day, giving Mark the keys to the Mustang. His dad loved the car almost as much as Jake...

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Destination AzaharChapter 21 Pickup Preparations

The next morning found a different group of marines touring the underground facility with Margret and Nancy. Margret was taking notes as those who had been in Sa'arm tunnels pointed out details that could be improved upon for a more accurate facility. Master Gunnery Sergeant Raymond Budzinski, Corporal Cynthia Miller, Corporal Walter Fitzgerald, and Lance Corporal James Thiele of Second Platoon and Sergeant Ronald Carson, who had been in Second Platoon before taking over Third Platoon, were...

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Ye Olde Pickup PlaceChapter 7

Actually, it was SUPPOSED to close the subject, but the hiatus only lasted about five minutes. Then Bridgette came boiling out of the back of the house somewhere and said, "What's this about going naked?" "We're discussing it," I said mildly. "What's wrong with it?" "It's WRONG!" Bridgette burst out. I held up a finger. Bridgette made to go on, but I looked stern and said, "Shut up! We'll get back to you in a second." Then I turned to Alan. "Your mother is suffering from...

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A Peril at IshtarChapter 1 Pickup

For me life on Earth ended at a small country music concert. My friends had suggested that I might enjoy a night out to forget for a short time the terror everyone was feeling now that the dangers of the Sa'arm were well known. To be honest the concert was more than a bit dull. The musicians clearly did not have the same passion as the bands that were played on the radio, and about halfway through the first set I found myself spending my time by looking over the crowd. The sight of several...

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Inviting a PickupChapter 16

Kathy stood on the doorstep with her sister, whom Jake had known about but not met before today, and her father, Gary, whom he had met previously. Jake invited them in; telling them supper was almost ready. Mr. Mangold objected, saying they hadn't come over for a meal, but Judy came in and put an end to his arguments. It soon became obvious to the visitors that the house had more occupants than just Jake's family. Jake tried to downplay it when Kathy asked, and she quickly dropped the...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 2

Holly woke me with another kiss in the morning. “Thank you for everything yesterday,” she said emotionally. “Hey, I’ve got to take care of the person protecting me,” I teased. That afternoon the police arrested the group that had been after me. The man I had done the face plant with outside the theater finally told them what they needed to know so they could get the necessary warrants. When we went in for our final interview, the captain of the detectives, Captain Oliver, came in. “Officer...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 4

The rest of the summer flew by. Somehow, I managed to cram nineteen weeks of information into fourteen weeks. On my last day, I was surprised when Dan told me that I had finished and passed the class with a 94%. The only official criterion to be a Marshal that I hadn’t met now was a college degree or equivalent military service. Until I graduated in two and a half years, I would be a provisional, part-time Marshal--whatever that meant to the pencil pushers. Nobody I worked with had seemed to...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 5

Janie was gone in the morning and I got up and performed my morning ablutions. This was the first time that I’d slept past dawn in a long time. Surprisingly, Mom didn’t start questioning me as soon as I entered the kitchen. I was halfway through breakfast and getting ready to stuff a forkful of eggs into my mouth when she said, “A girl called for you this morning.” I finished the bite, took a drink of orange juice, and replied, “You’ll need to be much more specific than that. It could be...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 6

The classes I was taking during the first summer session met Monday through Thursday, giving me a three-day weekend for each of the five weeks. On Thursday of the second week of classes, I got a phone call from Dwight. “Jim, I wanted to give you a heads up. The Resident Agent for the FBI just called to warn me that some agent is being sent from D.C. to investigate allegations of excessive brutality and endangering civilians during a shootout with the escapees,” he warned. “What?” I...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 7

When Dwight hung up, I called my attorney. “I figured that I’d hear from you today,” he said. “I already have a copy of the interview on the way over from all three of the stations. I promised them a press conference late Monday afternoon. That should give me time to file a libel lawsuit in Nashville and serve the Senator,” he said. “It’s a good thing we already have videos showing the three escapees delivered to prison. The prison copies of the security videos have mysteriously...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 9

I knew my way around downtown Hiaville pretty well as I’d made nearly a hundred trips there since my move. Away from the two main streets of town, though, I had no clue where I was. Thank goodness for GPS. I programmed Jacqueline’s address, and then the address of the restaurant. After updating the GPS program, I headed to Jacqueline’s house. I had no idea that Hiaville had a country club or a Country Club Estates, not that I really cared; you can’t grow much food on a golf course. I was...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 10

Five months later “I’m afraid this will be our last year working together,” I reluctantly told Carl, my Kroger liaison. “You’re going to sell to someone else?” he asked, sounding just as hurt as he was surprised that I would consider doing it. “No, your people have been great. I just can’t stay here any longer. Every time I go into town, too many people laugh behind my back. I’m going to take a bath when I try to sell the place, but I have to get out of here,” I sighed. Concerned for me,...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 12

An hour later, I crawled into bed. I was so tired that I even put off cleaning my weapon. Hell, the roosters were already mocking me that it was time to wake up to face another day before I got home. Late that afternoon, the FBI agent in charge of the raid called. “The U.S. Attorney General gave me two different figures for the land,” he said. “He says that, if you agree to work full-time for any federal law enforcement agency, the land is yours for ten million dollars. He doesn’t even need...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 13

Bitsy rolled over and started kissing me. “Got anything left for me?” she teased. “I’m sure I can be persuaded in a few minutes,” I answered as I hugged her. “Hmmmmm, I bet I can shorten the delay,” she challenged with a wicked gleam in her eye. When she took my turgid, cum-coated cock into her mouth, I was pretty sure that she was right. She stopped after less than half a minute. “Good stuff,” she said as she crawled over me to Chloe. “Share,” she demanded right before burying her face in...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 15

Monday Something woke me even earlier than usual this morning. I wasn’t sure what it was, but knew it wasn’t my normal early morning wakefulness. I crawled from bed carefully to avoid waking anyone, threw on my pants, and grabbed my Glock and two extra magazines. I didn’t know why I needed the Glock, but my gut told me I did. The upstairs was secure, and I didn’t hear any unusual sounds. The alarm panel by the front door showed that the alarms were on and nobody had breached the house. The...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 17

Walt entered the kitchen and looked at me appraisingly. “You okay? I heard you were next door, staring off into space.” I could hear in his voice that he was concerned. “So much weird shit happening today, but mainly I’ve been worried because one of the rescued girls did everything but proposition me in front of one of the shrinks and my girls. Chloe and Marisa told me not to worry about it, they all understood, so I’m fine,” I answered. “I can’t keep one woman happy,” he chuckled. “While...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 18

I spoke with Ramón at breakfast, explaining what I wanted to do with the remaining money from selling the Kozlov properties. He stared at me, stunned, when I told him my plan. I wanted to build houses or manufactured homes on the rocky property for our workers on the rocky property, rather than have everyone live in trailers or mobile homes. We would use the mobile homes for older couples whose children had moved out or for newly married couples with no children. Eventually, we’d use them for...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 19

Thursday I awoke earlier than usual, especially considering the workout the women gave me last night. Something was nagging at me to wake me up this early. Worried about a possible break-in through a tunnel we hadn’t discovered yet, I grabbed my Glock and hurried downstairs. The alarm system showed that the house was secure, and the rooms I’d been in were the only ones that showed any motion. Turning off the alarm on the back door, I opened it and stepped out into the chilly night air. I...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 22

Monday Martine, the FBI agent helping watch both my house and the gang house woke me in the middle of the night. “We have company next door. Someone is trying to open the boathouse door,” she whispered. I woke the girls around me and asked them to wake the dog handlers and have them gear up and guard the house. I didn’t want the dogs in the tunnel if there might be shooting. Besides, our sensors should let us know where the intruders were as well as the dogs could. I dressed and put my...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 26

Tuesday By now, it was nearly 0500 Washington time so I called Ray, figuring that he would be leaving soon. “You are cleared to resume normal activities to NAS Meridian, but say nothing to anyone about a resolution of the problem,” I advised. I called Will back and explained what we found out. “Any chance you could get a decrepit chopper out here quickly so we can shoot it down?” I asked. “You don’t ask for much, do you,” he groaned. “If not, just find the cheapest old chopper and I’ll...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 29

Wednesday “You be careful,” Juwanna admonished while we shoveled breakfast into our mouths this morning. She had no idea where we were going or what we were up to, but had seen Will here and knew the three of us had been training together for something. This was the first time the three of us had gone on the same “appointment.” Everyone who worked for us knew we did something slightly clandestine for the government. My top people and the household staff knew a great deal more, although...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 31

Tuesday I began interrogating the crew of the Azteca this morning. I started with the lowest ranking members and worked my way up. About a third of them talked, admitting that they worked for one of the Mexican drug cartels and were supposed to capture the yacht so they could continue using it to transport drugs. They also told me which officers and crew members worked for the drug cartel, and which men were strictly cartel members. Those officers and cartel leaders who didn’t tell me...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 32

Sunday I missed the dogs in the morning, watching them tear around the yard, carefree. Now that all the handlers had their own places, it was lonely first thing in the morning. I was stuck with scratching King’s ears when he came over to see me. Even he looked around as if he wondered where his friends had gone. Nicole was my morning tryst today. We’d barely finished when Dad showed up, ready to get an early start on the day. Laughing, I warned him that it wasn’t safe to use the study...

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Lucky Jim 2Student Farmer Volunteer Pickup Truck DiplomatChapter 33

Friday Despite missing snuggling with my wives, I slept well and woke up just after 4:00 Riyadh time this morning. The Marine who was on duty let me into the gym so I could work out. “It’s not fair,” he complained. “The Saudis are crediting one of their Palace Guards who died with warning them about the attack.” “My ... idea,” I grunted between reps of the bench press. “I like to keep my name and face out of the news about actions I’m involved in,” I explained after finishing the reps. “The...

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A Come BackChapter 6 Pickup Truck

My eyes open and instantly I know I'm not where I should be. The hairy arm under breasts brought it all back. Oh My flipping God. What did I do last night? Was that really me standing, no, laying, on the porch giving a performance for strangers! Speaking of strangers! Quietly I slip out from under Eddie's arm. I dress as quickly and quietly as I can. Coward that I am, I'm running! Did someone put something into my drink last night? No. I pick up my shoes, not bothering to put them on. The...

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