I told him I would like to buy the first one and he put my name on the list and took my credit card to bill me.I caught up with the girls as they were...meandering through the gallery. Mom was writing a check to the owner of the gallery. I asked her what she bought. She pointed to a painting that Tamara was staring at. "It's a wedding present. Tamara said she wanted it so I'm buying it." I can remember when you used to do that for me because I didn't have enough money for things. You really do. I ain't got no time to be watching my back so I want you gone. If I see either one of you still here this time tomorrow, you end up like this tub of shit." He gestured toward the still form of Sheriff Lester Beaudine. "Now beat it."The sheriff hadn't moved. Harley went to the telephone on the front counter of the police station and lifted the receiver off the hook. As he put it to his ear, he heard a woman's voice say, "Operator." This here is Harley Duran..." he got no further."Oh yes, Marshal. “I can’t believe this is happening…”“Mmm…believe it baby….now tell me how this feels.”She deep throated his cock and sucking like there was no tomorrow, Luke grabbed her head running hands threw her silky blonde hair.Between moaning, he murmured “Oh Kate, Fuck…yeah”.She took his cock out of her mouth and licked all the way up the shaft and then smiled at him. She once again plunged his cock into his mouth and began fondling his balls and groaned and started fucking her mouth, she looked up at. "We've got about three minutes before they break in here. Put her down!"I threw him the blanket."Wrap her up," I screamed at him. "Wrap her up!"I knelt beside him with the doll."Molly Benton," I said. "1027 Brandywine Lane. January 9, 2010. Life-size." Hi, master," said the five-year-old girl who appeared between us just as the Pope finished folding the blanket over. She'd be missing a day out of her life, but I wasn't planning on telling her. I imagine the Pope wasn't going to be talking much.