She grabbed a random t-shirtout of the hangers and put that on as well. It was red, a light red andthe sleeves barely went past her shoulders. With he... large chest pushingout she had to reach over them to slide it down, and even then it showeda bit of midriff if she moved her arms. To account for this she reachedfor a slim jacket, which was grey and had her alma mater's lettering onit and zipped it up, only for the zipper to slide back down with herchest pushing it. It only zipped up to just. The Clark County law enforcement division was slowly changing into a mini-military presence that was distrusted by the general public. The process was being underwritten by the gambling interests located out of state and behind it all the major players in politics were all beholden to organized crime that profited from the motto “Whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” luring international sinners from every State and every part of the world as well. She knew that the success of her little. “You’re not bad for a straight guy,” she teased.“And you’re a lot of fun for a man-hating lesbian chick!”“Oh, please!” she protested, swatting my butt. “You know that’s not true!”“Just let me know when you know. I’ll leave it to you how to tell everyone.”“It’ll have to be the ‘Kitchen Cabinet’ first. I’d just feel terrible if one of them heard some other way.”We hugged again, exchanged a chaste kiss, and she left the office.January 23, 2000, Chicago, Illinois“NO! FUCKING! WAY!” I. She hastily finished eating, went and brushed her teeth and left. Angela was at the door and handed Charley his lunch pail. A brief smack on the cheek was what she was given in return. That wasn't good, Chris thought. Sure, she and Jack didn't give each other Clark Gable/Vivian Leigh kisses every time one of them went to work, but they were a lot more affectionate than this.Chris sat back, allowing Charley to drive his pickup to the worksite. She definitely let him take the lead in the.