That pistol was locked up in my safe. They have a list of my guns. They can check what else is missing. With Richard in possession of my handgun ... c...n I have him arrested?"Uncle Rich wasn't under arrest so he hadn't been cuffed. He struggled with the Deputy and somehow came up with the .32. He shot the Deputy and turned the gun on David."You little bastard! That money is mine!"Piper and her offspring hit him like a ton of bricks knocked off a five story scaffold. Piper had the little .32 in. Here I was, laid back on the sinks in a public toilet with a strange dog licking at my cunt for all it was worth. The thought that anyone could walk in and catch me initially excited me but then suddenly frightened me as I heard a noise from the pub, it sounded like they had noticed the dog missing and were calling him. The realisation of how close I was to being caught and branded a total pervert sobered me up from my excitement.I reluctantly pushed him away to stop him licking me, I ushered. The observing came to a stop when my son looked up.“Oh shit Mom, you were supposed to be at work!” He yelled as he desperately tried to pull his pants up. His girlfriend was scrambling for her bra and shirt. “Relax” I told them, “you are not in trouble.” I told the girlfriend to put her shirt back on and go home, I would not be telling her parents this time. I then turned to my son, whose cock was still rock hard and standing straight up. I started with the lecture of how to be safe and. She would take another twenty minutes to return to me, her shades and make-up all re-applied on her cute face, wearing the same clothes – my favorite plaid blue shirt and my sweatpants. She walked funnily with her arms behind her back, her lower lip bit between her teeth as if she was hurting and her head hung low; not at all like the Christie at school. Her blue eyes glanced at me nervously, shyly as she walked around the couch. “How are you feeling?” I asked. She sat next to me on the couch.