A quiet man, Debbie's husband, and kind of tired looking most of the time. He didn't do much, except watch TV and read, when he wasn't working. But he...might be able to get real pissed off if he found out Jerry was screwing his wife.Mom would have to work all this out with him, he thought, looking down at his softened prick. It might be possible for them to keep it undercover, making it with Debbie, but when his dad came home, they'd have to tell him, and let Mack Winston in on some of that. " Arrian tried to soothe her as much as he could.He didn't know why he protected her; only that he 'felt' he had to. It was a feeling only a few others enjoyed at the moment."Thank you." She whispered.Arrian gave her a smile but said nothing more as he drove towards home.Jared Peterson sat at home looking through the Michael's Murder case file. A lot of things did not add up."Fuck! What am I missing?" He roared in frustration.At the time of the Michaels incident, he had been a homicide. As she opened the doors widely and waltzed in, biting on her index finger as she looked from one side to the next, observing the articles of clothing hanging from the racks. Now my wife came from a somewhat wealthy family, she liked to dress classy, full of elegance and so most of my clothing would have to match her style especially if we were going to her parents house or out to some fancy restaurant. I would see Shania shake her head negatively as she observed and I knew that there would be. I didn’t understand what I had done wrong. She said; just sit there and let me show you just how it’s done. She leaned close to me and brought her lips to just an inch in front of mine and stopped and looked at me before she softly kissed me those nice soft full lips. I closed my eyes and she pulled back and told me to keep my eyes open when you kiss, how was I going to see what was going on. She slowly leaned forward again and kissed me softly and I kept my eyes open just like she did. It.