I shrugged and didn’t say anything.“You need to talk to her Jack.”“Why? She was quite clear in what she told me before I left.”“Maybe she ...ealizes that she made a mistake. Maybe once you were gone she woke up and realized what she’d given up. It won’t kill you to talk to her Jack.”“Okay mom; I’ll give her a call.”She got up, went over and got the phone and brought it to me. I looked at her and she said “Do it now before you talk yourself out of doing it.”“No thank you. I have a date this. About twenty seconds later she let me go back tolicking her honeypot. When I resumed licking her, Iworked my zipper down and took Mister Happy out. Ilooked up and saw that she had resumed her head to theside-eyes closed position. I positioned myself andentered her. She was extraordinarily tight and it waspainful to be in her. “Do you have a condom?” she asked.“No” I answered, considering for the first time thatshe might have something (I have regular checkups and Icheck. ''I know, but my partnership will be based on the Wingfield estate. I can't neglect it to go drinking Champagne with Roy Lakeland.''I don't mean to cast aspersions on your ability, Matt, but do you really think Old Man Jones would have handed you that estate if you hadn't helped us land Lakeland?'Matt huffed. 'If it had been anyone else, I wouldn't mind. But Roy Lakeland. I mean. Roy Lakeland.''He's a nice enough guy, ' said Jerry. 'A little naïve, maybe a couple of sandwiches short of a. I'm assuming this makes you happy, because now you get to arrest him again." That will be the easiest bust I've ever had, since he is currently incarcerated at the Spring Hill State Penitentiary, doing a hard thiry-five," I said."I'll fax you the report," said Leon."Thanks. I owe you." You could never live long enough to pay back everything you owe me," he said."I'll have it put on my gravestone that I died owing Leon Mussleman more than I could repay him." You keep my name off of any.