The company had sent a variety of guards for my bi-weekly pickups, but only one of them was this cute. For a moment I just stared at him through the l...ns and took in his features, happy he couldn’t see me ogling him through the door. His honey-colored hair was cropped close, but not as severely as the crew cut of the guard who drove the armored truck waiting behind him. His emerald green eyes shone despite the early hour, and the hint of a smile played across his lips. A small sigh escaped me. I called up my security person and instructed him to allow him in and send him to my flat.A few minutes later, I heard my doorbell ring. Finally, when I had opened the door, he was there standing tall, nearly my height, an inch shorter maybe, with a good smile and greeted me with a good gesture as the professionals would do. I let him in.To be honest, he was way better than the picture I had seen earlier on the online app. I had a kind of lusty smile on my face when I saw him being that cute. I. They say we that we like things big in Texas, and they’s lots to like about Miss Jackson. She’s about five foot eight, and she’s what most folks would call a big woman, but they aint a whole lot of flab on her like lots of women get hanging around their belly, arms, and thighs. Her legs are thick and stout from toting around her ample flesh as well as them young-uns all these years. Her belly don’t pooch out or sag with lots of fat, what fat katherine’s got has piled up in just the right. Tom was more than just a lawyer. When Kay and Sonny came to him for financial advice, it was a stroke of luck. But now after Sonny’s death, it put a damper on the investigation. Now he must protect Kay and try not getting her more involved. Sonny has been under surveillance for the past year. He was into drugs, laundering money and had a gambling problem. But they were after the big boss. Hoping Sonny would lead them to him. Kay started to cry, and she could hardly speak.“I just need to sell.