"Hey." she said. "I couldn't take it any longer, I had to come over. I have to have you and just can't wait another minute!" Kelly said. "What? Yea, o..., but, what time is it?" I murmured as I reached for my clock. "Jesus! It's like two a.m.!" I yelled. "How did you get here? I mean, how did you get out of the house this late?" I asked. Kelly told me "I told Harry that you called and that you needed me, some emergency, that you needed a hand." I looked at her with a puzzled look. "I just didn't. ” And so I continued, slowly up and down, he’d motion when he wanted me to speed up or squeeze tighter. Over and over, up and down, back and forth. Then he suddenly stopped me and told me to get on the bed. I obediently laid on the bed. He moved me to my right side while moving my pink nightgown up above my hips. I could hear him putting more gel on his cock. Then he laid down next to me, turning towards my back on his right side. He slid his dick into my pussy slit/folds from behind. . ”When Elizabeth Randall reached into her jacket, she was shocked to see no fewer than six guns pointed at her. Moving slowly, she pulled out her badge folio and threw it at her father’s feet. Moving even slower, she pulled her handgun, a baby Glock, from her belt and tossed it, holster and all, on the coffee table.Not a word was said when she walked out until she walked off the boat.“Burt...” Director Stancil started to say, but Burt was waving his hand.“Leave it be, David. I can’t say I would. “We’re both adults, here.”“That’s the problem,” he said, and then frowned, as if he hadn’t meant to say it out loud.“It’s not a problem,” she said. “It’s just something that has to be dealt with.”“Like stress,” he said.“Yeah.”“Under the circumstances, I guess it’s okay to say I’m just going to go deal with mine, now,” he said.Suddenly the situation seemed serious, and all thought of laughter was gone.“I guess we both will,” she said.“See you in the morning,” he said, moving towards the.