Send me the plans for Jack’s future disposition. We’ll run a sidebar titled ‘Safer at Home.’ Push to get Jack sent home to recuperate.”“Yo...’ve got it, Boss. I see the security detail now.” I shut down the connection and rushed to intercept the Smiths. “What was she doing out of jail?” I demanded. “She was arrested Thursday night!”“What were we supposed to hold her for? She isn’t Muslim, Mexican, or Black. We had no reason to keep her,” Mr. Smith shouted back. It was clear he’d already been. ”Cherise quickly mixes up another and takes it to the woman, collecting the money for it.“That guys a douche,” the woman mutters.“You heard him?” Cherise asks, surprised that the woman was listening in.“Most of it,” she says. “Didn’t catch everything, but I saw that you were.”“Was I that obvious?”“Not really, but I know what to look for in a woman,” she answers, stirring the straw around in the liquid.“Oh?” Cherise says, cutting her eyes at the woman.“With a bartender that looks like you, it’s. However, I felt bad that she didn't recognize me. After all we were dating for whole 3 months. She was my first big love. I had fallen head over heels for her. I was dizzy with happiness ... until she jilted me for a wealthy bandit. I still hate her.She hasn't changed much. She is 32 now, but has not lost her girlish charm. There are subtle wrinkles on her forehead and around the eyes that are somewhat desolate, and her waist is slightly heavier but otherwise she looks great. In her thick black. I was feeling aroused from seeing the awesome girls on the beach and headed home. My family was supposed to be gone, doing their daily routines. It was a short walk from the beach and I was thinking of those tight beach honeys. I was very horny when I got home. I went to the kitchen and got a bite to eat then headed upstairs to shower. As I topped the staircase I heard some strange noises. I thought to myself, 'Wow everyone was supposed to be gone for the day...' It sounded like a TV was left.