Most of the time he takes us someplace nice for lunch. Always we return to our tiny house for mutually rewarding erotic activities.Fan and I dressed f...r lunch. Rick arrived with a box containing a delicious lunch. But he did not look happy. He almost cried when he gave us the news: In late August he would be joining his parents in Chicago and starting his junior year at UIC, the University of Illinois at Chicago.“Are you ever coming back?” I asked.“I have definite plans to return for a week in. He looked like mom, red hair, tall, green eyes and probably the most important feature, his charming smile.“John!”“Jamie. I’m right here.”“Fuck, stop watching porn and get the door.” He said while laughing.The doorbell rang again while John walked towards the door and opened it. A man in brown uniform, was now in front of John, with a frugal smile sitting on his face,“I have a package for John Murray”.“That’s me.”“Yo, Johnis that the new porno game you bought.” His brother shouted.John groaned. As the taxi pulled up they got in and Amanda told the driver, “Rockler’s cabin on 500 Browning please.” The taxi driver nodded and drove off in the direction that Amanda told him. As they were driven towards the location Amanda remained quiet. After what seemed to be 30 minutes of driving the cab pulled up to a huge metal gate with guards standing in three piece suits. As the guards approached the vehicle Stephanie noticed that the guards had Uzi’s under their coats. The first of the guards. "You scared the crap out of me, jerk!" But I am unable to stay mad at you, because you grin devilishly up at me. I glance around the diner, before I pull your face to mine for a kiss. You reach down my back and unhook my bra under my shirt, as I lean over you.I teasingly flit away from you, down the diner to the door. I smile invitingly over my shoulder, as I lock the door. As I am facing the door, I take my bra out of my shirt. I can hear you groan all the way across the room, as I purposely.