My work schedule was a little all over the place, which meant I couldn’t go to ‘Debauchery’ for at least a week. I was missing it. I was missing...Gabriel and I was definitely missing Koogi. I was getting to a point where I would rather be there than at home. “Hey.” I said to Courtney as I walked in the house.“Hey, finally home, huh?” I nodded, watching him send a text.“Yes Lord, my feet are killing me. I don’t know what possessed me to do a double shift.” I yawned.“I don’t know either; you want. And it was a great place for the sexy older gal to sit with a cooler full of cold chardonnay and get hammered. Susan loved her chardonnay on the beach.She was a silver-haired beauty of 65, slender build but strong from years of exercising, big brown eyes, an impressive chest that had given away somewhat to a saggy crease of wrinkles and tanned skin dipping into her cleavage, slim in the hips and long in the legs, firm beneath the usual folds of aging, soft flesh. She was a grandmotherly sort. " You ain't looking out for nobody. This guy's going to jail and will be arraigned tomorrow morning. His bail is going to be so high that he couldn't raise it with a key to Fort Knox."Good ole' Max said, "Would you like to show me any evidence that my client has actually done something wrong?" Screw you. I don't have to show you anything." He then slammed me back in the chair again.Georgia spoke up and said, "You know morning arraignment court is in session. Let's go up there right now and put. She felt the dry cum on her chest and abdomen, as well as the dry moisture that had oozed from her sex and lay against her bald mound and toned thighs. Jon watched the two women from his office. The security feed showed them taking a tour of his home, the audio provided him with insight into their conversation. There were another pair of eyes taking in the surroundings and those were the eyes of Gregory Steele. He had managed to tap into Jon’s security feed and as much as he hated to find.