I rode the bike several blocks to Jennifer's office. I knew Sylvia was already in the office, because I saw her scooter in the parking lot. I parked m... bike beside her scooter.I finally got to meet Jennifer's cold hearted receptionist. She turned out to be a fifty pound over weight brunette with blond hair thanks to a home dye job. She was not a happy looking lady at all. It showed in her voice.She might be the kind that wouldn't leave to get married for a while, which seemed to be Jennifer's. When I was done, a surly-looking DI took it apart again and examined it. He scrutinized everything so closely that I was waiting for him to produce a microscope.“Good job, son,” he said as he handed it back to me. I reassembled and tested it again and then he accompanied me to the yellow stripe at the beginning of the firing range.I stood at the line, holding the chamber of my just inspected weapon open to show there were no rounds in it. The DI grunted his approval and performed the necessary. My wife is always the last one to leave being the boss/partner there is always something to do. Well Chrissy made it a point to be the last one in the office with Lori. My wife said what no mad dash to get the hell out of Dodge. Chrissy looked at her saying so what about that lap dance you promised? My wife looked up and said yeah, we’ll take you out like I promised and get you all fired up not a problem. Chrissy looked at her and said well I was hoping I’d get one from you. Now my wife is not. I could see him looking back at me from the side of his eyes...then Romeo came in with a comb and we acted like everthing was normal. I saw right then that Foo might have 'gotten down' before but he KNEW Romeo wouldn't deal with him even flirting with me. I began to undo his braids and went on with the rest of the day normally. Over the weeks I saw them deepen their brotherly bond more and more whether through long conversations or regularly arguing.I figured to fuck around with Foo Foo would.