. no paper for the Antler ... and settled back for a smoke.The Fire Marshal was from Ludington and the Inspector lived in Big Rapids. When the Inspect...r wasn't involved in Arson investigations, he taught 'Fire Fighting and Safety' at the Institute. His students loved him ... he was often gone.The Marshal was born and raised in Ludington ... got a job with the fire department and rose through the ranks until he was Chief. He retired and took the job of Area Fire Marshal. The pair were fishing. Billy pulled me up by one arm and looked me in eyes. He took his shirt off and said is this what you want. He pulled me for a kiss and then pushed me down towards his abs. I couldn’t believe it but I was making out with Billy in the living room of his house and not regretting one thing about it. We slowly made our way to his room where he pushed me on his bed and climbed on top of me. We started stripping what was left of our clothes only keeping our boxers on. I could see Billy’s raging hard. How we smell, how we…taste… Everything. As I have missed you, Missy, her sister replied, fingers creeping down the spotless white shirt, across that little pleated skirt. Oh, Claire…, sighed Melissa, please, please… She began fumbling with the buckle of her seatbelt, desperate to allow her sister access to her sweltering girlhood. No, sweetest, responded Claire, pushing Melissas hand away, all stern guardian for a moment. Remember what happened to Mum and Dad&hellip, A little flash of fear. ”“I can well understand that, and no apology is needed. I see you have met our new Vicar. She has been with us for only three months.”David asked, “Out of curiosity, where did Father Newenham go?”“He was translated to become Bishop of Worcester well over a year ago. Then we had a long interregnum before Martha came to us.”David could not help but hear the undertone of disapproval in the churchwarden’s voice. “Is coffee still in the church hall?”“Yes, do join us,” said the Vicar.“Can I have a.