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I met my Uncle Joe over at the cop bar on Eighth Avenue that still used sawdust to keep the dirt down on the floor. The scent of the lunchtime menu overpowered the aroma of the beer and spirits that never left the place if you had a sensitive nose.

The thing I liked best about the White Rose was their mid-day collection of hot food for the blue-collar workers in the neighborhood. Of course, most of the clientele washed it all down with liberal helpings of the draft beer that tasted like it just came out the brewery door.

I was on good behavior with my membership in AA and stuck to the ice tea much to my Uncle’s distain for my drinking habits. Still, I knew he respected my getting on the wagon and he did everything he could to support me in my choice of sobriety.

I always kept a bottle at the office and made a pretense of drinking booze for those around me because a lot of them were characters that didn’t quite trust a sober man. I was often seen by friends and strangers alike pulling a silver flask out of my inside pocket and taking a swig at the contents without any of them suspecting it only contained the cloying sweetness of brewed tea. I would make jokes about the “Irish” in my coffee in the morning although it was just black coffee and lots of sugar to take away the bitter taste of the dark stuff.

I kept my secrets to myself keeping up the charade of playing the role of an “on the edge” booze hound that never waited for five o’clock to start a daily intake of spirits and cared little about what others thought about my infinite weakness when it came to booze. Only my Uncle knew my little secret and I used it to my advantage in dealing with the general public. I suspected that my beautiful secretary Julie knew the real me was not a boozer but she kept her own counsel and we never discussed my supposed “drinking problem”.

In the old days, the fact that I was admittedly quite the booze hound as well as a skirt-chaser of the most dedicated type, did a lot to help foster the impression I wanted to project of a non-threatening alcoholic with lots of vices and not much of a future at all. It was a way for me to catch people off guard after having a few and I was still as sober as a judge.

Uncle Joe had a look on his face that I didn’t like. It hit me in the gut with a feeling that I didn’t much like and I did my best to pretend I didn’t have a care in the world.

It was the look he usually had when he was about to arrest somebody or chew out a cop for some bad stuff he did while on the job.

My intuition told me to keep my mouth shut at least until I knew which way the wind was blowing. I felt reasonably certain it didn’t have anything to do with me because my Uncle was delighted to use me knowing I didn’t have to play by the rules and had lots of sources the regular detectives turned up their noses at because it was just too dirty or too risky to touch.

“Mike, your cousin Raymond has fucked up again big time and this time I can’t cover him like I usually do because the big brass is looking to pin the tail on the donkey and I guess in their mind, I am the donkey.”

I had never liked my cousin Raymond simply because he was a backstabber of the worst sort. He would tattle on every little misdeed I didn’t want advertised. It was a part of his personality that made me keep my distance whenever possible. Once he had hold of some secret that I didn’t want to get attention drawn to by the general public, I could lay book it would get to my Uncle sooner rather than later. There was no hope that it would eventually just fade away like some jaded starlet with an eye-catching ass that stayed in one’s memory far too long for good measure.

When Raymond was around sticking his nose into my business, I could rest assured that there would be no secrets and that my life was an open book that he was happy to spread around with his loose lips.

I had decided long ago that the best way to handle Raymond was to stay as far away from him as possible because he was so devious that I had to puke just thinking about him. He was trouble with a capital “T” and him being promoted to detective was a crime in my book and a huge black spot on the police administration that seldom made such errors in judgement.

I still kept quiet because I wanted to be sure I was not involved in any of Raymond’s foolishness because he had a way of transferring guilt to others just to help distract attention from his own shortcomings.

Joe’s driver Sergeant Kelly stayed out in the car to monitor their communication lines although I knew he liked the food in this place more than most of the other places my Uncle visited for meetings with informants and other contacts that he liked to keep far away from his office downtown. I liked Kelly but I knew he considered me a lost cause because of my rumored drinking problem and he wanted to keep his infatuated daughter Patsy at arm’s length from me because we sort of clicked in a certain way despite the generational gulf between us. I had helped her out on a small-time drug problem that involved a college boy dealer that had roped her into delivering his dope to the campus stashed in her undies under cover of her Miss Innocence persona that fooled everyone except for yours truly. I would be stupid if I didn’t pick up on Patsy’s crush on me but it always did my best to keep it limited to a light kiss and a pat on her pretty ass. Her backside was never shielded with a girdle like the other broads riding the elevator or the subway and it was a part of her personality like her constantly chewing gum to keep from smoking cigarettes like most of her close friends. I had the distinct impression that she was a borderline nympho always ready to open her knees at the slightest opportunity. I felt sorry for her father but I knew if push came to shove, I would probably give it to her because she had a body of a super model walking on a runway.

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Magic Ink V The Third RealityChapter 45

It turned out that we needed to wait quite some time for our Wives. We soon grew tired of waiting, and I went to check on the shells to be sure that all of the guards were gone, the fires were out, and everything was taken care of. The last thing that I did was to cancel the openings in the tops of the shells as there would be no one here to start fires or breathe the air. When I returned, Wolf went to check on things also. Our Wives eventually returned, but they were very upset. “These...

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A Basic InstinctChapter 4

"I really need to take a shower before your friend arrives." Debbie said as she climbed off Mr. Groves. Mr. Groves sat up from where he'd been half lying on the sofa, being fucked silly by this young harlot. His dick was now well and truly sated and his balls had been emptied for the last time today. "I'll leave you in peace then for a bit." He stood up to fasten his trousers. "Did Mr. Wilson give any instructions about tonight?" she suddenly asked him, feeling a little...

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The first try

Things were going well in school, the usual, medium to high grades, the teachers liked me, we were happy people. Then I saw him: the P.E. teacher, he was still young, first time teaching people our age and he was gorgeous. The first lesson we were going to have was swimming. When I heard this a bulge starting appearing on my trousers. I cooled down and started thinking about geography, ever lasting drought before P.E. It was a strange new world this of mine, I had always been told men are to...

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Two Ladies A Sexual Adventure Pt 1

Anna rounded the corner before her street. It was only 3:15, but she had finished work early. She claimed to be feeling unwell – something she ate, maybe – and her boss had sent her home. The truth was she was unbearably horny. Since her husband left 3 years ago, the only satisfaction she got was from the 8-inch vibrator she kept in her bedstand. Her fingers circled her clit through her panties as her house came into view. Her daughter Chrissy would be home by now. She could just tell her that...

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A Mothers Desire

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Hartford 4

Copyright© 2005 Dining Out Thanks again to a great proofing job by Diane The group went out to the Olive Garden to dine, and while awaiting the main entrée, Barbara teasingly asked Terry how she and Paul had met. "You mean when we first met, or when we first got down and did the dirty deed?" Terry asked, between placing a forkful of antipasto into her lovely oval-shaped mouth. "Tell 'em 'bout the dirty deed, honey," Paul said, putting down his nearly empty wine glass. "Oh, yes,"...

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A Perfect Flight

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Julias barrackroom bang Part 1

It was Friday night and, as usual, Julia had worked hard all day at being the virtuous wife. She had tried not to fantasise, as she did on most other mornings during the week, and had not fingered herself or even opened the drawer where she kept her vibrators, a dildo and a number of other kinky and exotic sexual devices buried under her stock of pretty lingerie. She had avoided any contact with good-looking men and sweet young boys. She had worn slacks and flat shoes and had stayed...

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FINALLY SATISFIEDBegining of sex relationship 2

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gulami ke saath maa ki chudai

hi.. main aapka jyada time kharab nahi karonga.Mera naam santosh hai aur main aapko apni maa ki chudai ki kahani sunane ja raha hoon. Meri maa ka naam rajani hai aur vo bhut hi sundar aurat hai.meri umar 18 saal hai aur meri maa abhi 33 saal ki hai. main engg main padhta hoon aur mere papa business ke silsile main bhara rahte hai. main aksar suah jaldi uth kar padhta hoon.aur meri maa der raat se soti hai. mera kamra basement main hai aur main adhiktar basement main hi rahta hoon. ek din mai...

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