Sam read it to the crowd. Diane Rawlings had signed it.After the last speaker, the speakers came down to the ground, and stood in a row. Men who had h...ard them lined up in front of the speaker they wanted to be sheriff. Then Sam counted each line and recorded the number.Hannibal Warren got a smaller vote than 2 others, but Sam was under the impression that those were locals.As time went on, they got more candidates, but some of them only came when the debate was in a township near his place.Sam. She raised her head,permitted herself a faint smile, and licked her glistening lips.John laughed. Crystal patted her on the head.The wife wanted to know, "Don't you still have work to do, girl?"Gemma lowered her eyes, nodded, and admitted, "Yes, Ma'am." Then get going. You can't spend all your time being such a naughtyslut." Yeah," said John. "Though I'll look forward to seeing that happenagain. And nice job on my shoes. They look brand new. I can onlyimagine what it was like doing that. " Mr. Alessio started to protest."You know what, forget I said that!" said Mrs. Alessio, smackingherself in the head. "Just do it, please!" Yes, dear," gulped Mr. Alessio, stopping her from walking away. "Butwhere are you going?" To meet Alexandra's new boyfriend officially, and say a quick HappyBirthday to my daughter before we leave for the game," said Mrs.Alessio. "She does need her rest after all she's been through. Plussomeone's got have the balls to interrupt their make out sessionbefore. ..” He reaches out to stroke her face. His hands drop to her waist and he pulls her across the couch toward him.“Curtis...”“No detective?” he asks. But before she can reply, he brushes his mouth against hers. The words evaporated in her mouth before they are even formed as he deepens the kiss, exploring her lips and sending all kinds of delicious sensations through her body, far away from his mouth. His kiss comes from somewhere deep inside him as if it has been waiting since that moment they.