Geraldine, Gerry, and I had worked together several times while I was still a Detective First Class for the St. Louis Police. We were friends and that...is why I'd asked her to participate in our little play. Her statement was a little less than I'd hoped for; I'd wanted her to apply the screws to Wiley. I guess she had rules and such that she had to follow and so far she hadn't stepped over the line.We hadn't officially told Gerry about the little escapade with Thornton's drink glass, so. Gently, he ran his fingers through Allie's short cap, then buried his nose in it to inhale her scent. Allie stirred in his arms, stretching her naked body against him and waking up all of him in a single shot. He heard her chuckle softly as his cock began to harden against her ass, her hand reaching around to grasp him deliciously. John moaned and rolled his hips into her grip. “Mmmm, wow. You're insatiable,” said Allie as John found the exposed crook of her neck and began to nibble. John. You’ll see tomorrow,” Oscar said thinking about what was going to happen.Georgia sat in the car watching Oscar walk to the door of the Mosque. He rapped on the side of the door with his staff. The result was a boom that echoed over the whole area. The men who had been following him stared at him with violence in their eyes. Oscar turned and looked over the men. From within the Mosque, a loud voice called out, “I bid you enter, Druid Oscar Meyers.”Removing his shoes, Oscar stepped into the. There were a couple of assholes in the bar but one look from my son and especially from Devon made them back off bothering me. We kept drinking beer and doing shots. Not a single one of the three of us was feeling pain.My son, however, was getting way too drunk. So we decided to head back to their place and then I would go to my hotel. Between Devon and I we carried Mike to the cab. Once inside, though, I had Mike sit next to the window to get air, putting me between him and Devon. It was tight.