" was all I could manage without my voice breaking.I had to admit that the reception was good, very good indeed, no expense had been spared on the foo... and the vintage champagne and unlike most wedding receptions where a disco would deafen everyone, Arnold had laid on a full orchestra.There were a lot of women there who Mum and Jill knew from their prison days, some of them far more muscular than I was and I shuddered at the thought of my two beautiful lovers being at their mercy.I drank a lot. At this point neither Jane nor Tony had made any moves toward each others waist. Jane’s pussy was getting wet now from all the kissing while Tony’s cock had been hard since their 1 st kiss that night. Tony let his hand drop to Jane’s thigh just below her shorts. Jane jumped a little and was considering stopping him. She felt she should stop him but he body was on fire and she decided to let him go. His hand moved up to her shorts inches away from her pussy. She felt her mind telling him to. “Do your … boys satisfy you?” Throughout this whole conversation, Monica was wondering where this was leading. She was used to guys hitting on her. But Houlihan had that indignant, “you must behave” vibe going on…but there was something else too. The way he couldn’t keep his eyes off her. Something clicked in her mind. “Well,” she started, slowly crossing one leg over the other, and nonchalantly sliding the short skirt even higher on her thigh, “sometimes. I mean, I have to really tell them. Leaning forward his pale blue eyes bore into the smartly dressed bent Solicitors eyes, ‘Send Archie down to London, tell him to follow that copper and when he finds the cow that put me in here, kill them both.’ The legal man sat back, swallowing hard, ‘Mick, it would be better to lean on some of the jury once it’s picked. Two more killings are going to look too much like a contract on your orders and bounce right back to you.’ ‘I don’t give a shit. Do what I say. I want both the fuckers dead..