"No it didn't did it?"There was something in her eyes that told me it would probably never be a problem again, she leaned into me and I grabbed her an... kissed her full on the mouth,"Gary" she whispered, "Gary, oh Gary" then I felt her tongue snaking into my mouth, she was wearing a light blue shift dress and as I used one hand to keep her face on mine, I slipped my other hand up between her legs and over her stockings to where I found naked flesh.Without breaking the kiss she twisted slightly. ... Hoping I did not disturb her, I keep going to the kitchen. They seem to have anticiapted me being here, because right on the counter is a can of Folgers and an automatic coffe maker. Maybe this will not be so bad being here afterall. Making the coffee, I turn on the machine. with that task completed, I turn to head for the shower. As I reach the doorway from the kitchen to the hallway, I run right into who, I can only assume is my jailer's wife!! Our bodies bump together hard, her. We laughed and splashed and carried on like we were twenty again. When I jumped up and dunked his head under, he swam around behind me. He dove down, put his head between my legs and hoisted me up out of the water on his shoulders. I giggled as he bounced me up and down. I shrieked when he grabbed my feet and flipped me backwards into the warm water. No sooner than I got my hair out of my eyes, he flipped me again. I hadn't had so much fun with him in years. On the third hoist and flip, he. I grabbed my gun and put it to his head while Quisha stomped him in with the heel of her stiletto.“The fuck I done told you weak ass nigga? Didn’t I tell you I would end yo hoe ass right here.” I gave my piece to Quisha and told her to hold it. “Nah fuck that, Im gonna rip your eyeballs out and shit in them sockets first.” I looked over at Quisha.“If you see this nigga with anything metal, smoke his hoe ass.” I put mounted him and started to unload a flurry of punches to his face then eye.