“CODY,” said Mr. Gaston, in a low but firm voice. “Please calm down.”I finally stopped struggling, but I was still shaking with fury. It was b...d enough that Stanley and his boys taunted me, and even worse knowing that if I did anything to Stanley, Dr. Lattimore had connections with people that I knew could totally fuck my life up. But that was a low blow, even for him, to bring up my sister, let alone for the second time in one day!“I swear to FUCKIN’ God,” I said, panting heavily, “If he says. Both men were already unsteady on their feet, a few too many shots of RJ's moonshine making the floor pitch and roll.Elsa stood beside the small dining table, her hands clasped demurely in front of her. A leer spread over Scooter's face."Happy Birthday, Scooter," RJ said. "Elsa, wish Mr. McPherson a Happy Birthday."Her voice was shaky when she answered. "Happy Birthday, Mr. McPherson. Would you like something to eat?" Haw, haw," Scooter tossed his hat on the table, lurched toward a chair, and. Benedict knew this was likely just some weird role-play on Eleanor's part, but the memory of his wife cumming on a vibrator in front of his most influential constituents was more than he could resist. He pushed his flirty little wife off his lap and stood up, twisting her nubile body around and pushing her face down onto the desk as she squealed with glee. He pulled her skirt up and briefly noted that she was telling the truth about the panties as he pulled his rock-hard dick out of his. I listened as she went into detail about what a funny drunk I was. She said when she heard me start to talk about the system I worked on, she interupted me with a drink in hand and she decided to get to know me better rather than arrest me. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end and for a second I was throughly confused. She said yeah she was with Naval Investigative Service and pulled her badge from her purse. I was dumb founded and at a lack for words, she said calm down big guy, we're.