Winston?"I heard Bobbie say, "No, unless you want me to check the guards weaponspermits and guard licenses."With that Bill helped me back to Bobbie's ...ar. Bobbie had Larry. Shedrove us home. Helga put Larry in his bed. I went to my place. I knew howdepressed Larry felt. I was waiting to hear the news about my job status.I heard about it from Bobbie three days later. I was no longer to be aSheriff. I was to get a medical pension. I could take any part time job Iwanted. I just was told I could. So when Jack was over for beer nights, I always got him his refills,and I bent over at every opportunity.He always got an eyefull of my 36dd's. I always pretended not to notice him watching.I would brush past him if I could.And he always responded down below. I always struggled not to laugh when he was so noticeably hard.And the more I did it.The more I wanted him.The times he was over for beer we always hugged hello.And when he left,he always pecked me on the cheek.But recently, I always. “That’s some of it,” he said, “but she’s more conservative than me.” He snorted. “She’s a lot more conservative than Lori.”I chuckled and raised my beer in agreement. He finished his and went to the fridge for another. I was barely halfway through my first, and he was on his third. Fortunately, we only had one six-pack, so he couldn’t get too drunk.“Yeah,” he said, to my original question, “the sex is a big part of it.”I nodded.“It’s other things too, but they’re all little things.” He. She had arrived home later than usual that evening, it was half past ten when she gave me a hug and looked at me with her usual killer smile.In the picture I could see her on the dance floor in the arms of a tall, young man. They were pressed very tightly to each other, and Nancy had both her arms around his neck. He had one hand pressing against her round ass and the other ... well, I couldn't tell exactly where his other hand was, but I could see the tips of his fingers on the other side,.