See you at church."The pastor pulled his wife. Her ass jiggled as she walked away and Lamont knew she needed more than Pastor Davis's little dick coul... offer. He was sure of that.Pastor knows he ain't got no business with that, Lamont thought and then pictured the pastors small dick plopping out of his fly at the urinal. Lamont shook his head and went back to his seat with a plot in mind for Mrs. Davis. He was so excited he couldn't even watch the baseball game.He thought he would have to wait. “I have a large number of petitioners to get through this morning. Would you care to finish your presentation over lunch?”“I would be delighted, sire.”“Very well then.”After the emperor had concluded his morning audience, he led me into the gardens of Domitia Longina.“As the weather is fine, I think we’ll dine al fresco,” he remarked to one of the stewards, “set a table for four next to the water feature, summon David ben-Isaac and Bernardus, and see to it that we aren’t disturbed.”David and. You don’t need a lawyer.”Suddenly I remembered something my Uncle Dave had said over at the feed mill. ‘If you ever hear somebody tell you that you don’t need a lawyer, that’s a sure sign that you do need a lawyer!’ “No, I think I want a lawyer.”They kept calmly telling me how the process was just routine, all the way over to the station. Once we got there, I was led inside, and they took me towards one of the interrogation rooms. I stopped before entering. “I need to go to the bathroom.”“You. She had waited on the boys before, and while they were careful with their hands, their eyes did wander at times. They tipped enough but weren’t overly generous. Conversations were mostly about cars or work. All in all, they didn’t seem like the best guys in the world; not the deepest conversations or the most welcoming. But they were OK by Bobby apparently. She just hated to see people get used.Bobby tipped her 30% on the round. Emmy grinned, “Would you like another iced tea Bobby?”“Nah, but.