‘Diane! What the hell are you doing?’ I could feel her soft body, her warm breath in my ear. ‘I thought we could make our own fireworks.’ Unde...neath the blanket she’d thrown over us, that’s just what we did. As the skyrockets boomed while patriotic songs were played, Diane and I enjoyed our own Grand Finale. * * * * * I’m sure you know from experience that every picnic must come to an end, and that end always involves the chore of cleaning up, packing up and heading for home. It was my turn to. He could not help or guide me. I had been alone in May, I needed to be alone now. I drove along the road and tried to imagine how it must have appeared to him, to the driver. I tried to see what he saw, and how he could not have seen what he should have. I imagined a woman on the road. I saw her in my mind, wearing a dark blue sweat suit, jogging along the side of the road with her ponytail bobbing through the back of her baseball cap. My hands grasped the wheel hard and I nearly cried out. I. The problem was Fitzgerald didn’t seem overly concerned. He refused to carry a gun or take any precautions. He seemed to be going about his ordinary business, but Jimmy was betting the man already had the file and was in the process of flushing out whoever was behind the Patterson Greco murder plot. It was only a question of whether Jimmy could get Greco before Greco got Fitzgerald.Jimmy’s phone rang, “Hey big brother you will never guess who Tony Greco just met at 677 Prime,” Tara O’Reilly. She removed it pant at once, and saw a big bulge in my undy. She made a wow sound, and held my dick over my undy. She started licking it, and then with her teeth removed my underwear. My dick flung up as she moved the underwear down.She held it her hands, and started stroking it. I was enjoying it and was going mad. She then touched the tip of my dick with her tongue. The touch sent a sensation within me and I oozed out a little precum. She licked it and spit on my dick and took it her mouth..