At the time of our divorce, he managed to get her and when he left for Australia, he took our c***d. I could do nothing. Later, I married my husband, ...ho was already well on his way to success with Ranchland Oil. He was twenty years older than I.”“And you haven’t seen you daughter since?”“No.” She cried a little. Nathan supposed it was a normal emotion, but he couldn’t imagine Paulette caring one whit one way or the other about the c***d. Her tears. Force that was out of control, corrupt to the core, and as violent as a bunch of psychotic African drug lords.We needed to be helping and I began to try and put a plan together. We had plenty of money, in a limited fashion, but it was plenty to help get things started.That’s when I decided to call Colleen and try to access my previous fortunes... All I got was a phone company recording that the number I dialed was not in service, or disconnected.I tried the law firm with the same. Mike and Sara come and sit at the table, Sara is being represented by her cousin and Mike is represented by Jenna. Just as before all papers are reviewed by all parties, signed and the Magistrate provokes them divorced. Sara stands up and says you two get the fuck out of my boyfriend’s office. Jenna says what are you talking about Dave just signed over everything except his clothes to me. The Magistrate says that’s correct. Mike tells Sara all her things are in the driveway have them out of by. Don’t stop until I’m done, okay?”“No problem,” agreed Marty and he stuck his face into her wetness and slipped his mouth over her clit. He used his tongue to tickle it as he sucked on her flesh around it and she released her grip on her legs but kept them in the air, spread wide. Her hands found the back of his head and yanked him even harder against her pussy.Marty soon realized the booth she had transferred from; the smell of pee was pretty strong. He looked up at her and she was watching.