"We had this anonymous tip that Frank Morgan, the accused wife murderer, was here in the bar." He glared in the direction of the waitress. "Obviously... someone was mistaken. I'm sorry for the mistake, and I'msorry if we caused you any grief." No problem." I told him with a grin.* * * * *"Damn. I can't believe those cops didn't recognize me back at the bar."said Frank, as we pull up on the driveway of my home. "And what about that waitress. I'll swear she kept coming on to me after they. You wanted me to be yours? What do youmean?”“We’ll I liked it when I could show you off, do what Iwanted with you. And never having to worry about youleaving me.”She needed to ask, her nipples were pushing throughher white and black dress and Kevin took notice. Hiscock was already beginning to push the seams of hisjeans.“Kevin please fuck me. I need to be with you again.”“Gosh Emily I don’t know… so much time has passed.”Now she was. More

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