I also counted on people in Mossberg just blindly accepting that I made enough money on my drawing to maintain my modest life style. Being a success t... me was staying completely unknown.In the spirit of that I settled into the local lifestyle. Of course with the buzz cut everyone assumed I was a lesbian. I didn't mind that so much. I would love to have been just plain Iris Martin rather then 'that lesbian chick'. I wondered if one was still called a chick at thirty. That was what I would be. I was upstairs here doing our taxes and needed some information, so I called him, which I never do. No point. He's never there. He calls me. Anyway, Kelli answered, 'It's about time, Jeff. I miss you.' I recognized her voice and mumbled, 'Sorry, wrong number.'"I could only mumble, "Oh, shit! It did get worse!" I hugged her closer.I almost whispered, "While you were working out so furiously giving your brain an oxygen bath, did you decide what you were going to do?" I had deep eye contact, "How. ..... by now my cock was bursting to be wanked, I wanted her to close her fist on it and pump it with her hand until I spurted everywhere! She had other plans.Pulling out a bottle of lube she slowly dripped it over my balls, rubbing them, making them made ache I could feel the pressure building and she hadn't even tugged at my cock yet! My mind was buzzing I wanted to cum so bad, My legs were squirming as she went back to sliding her fingers over my oiled nuts, I started to ask/beg her to. Jack gently takes me in his strong arms pulling me into his chest. "It's all happening so quickly. She's alive, but in critical condition."I love his body and look forward to being close to him.I wince with the sudden pain. I push him away. "Oh, Jack. Stop." "Renee, what's the matter?" His deep brown eyes staring at me, his brow furrowing."Nothing, sweetheart. It's just that you were pulling me into your Sam Browne belt. The tear gas canister and handcuffs were pinching my breast."I reach out.