Unfortunately this also helped to bring in the black marketeers, who often made huge profits. Until the Maquis, and very occasionally even the Patrol ...tself, stepped in and ‘persuaded’ them to drop their prices. Many rural communities were now very definitely no-go areas for the Patrol.There was also turmoil at the top of the Patrol. After the attack on Catterick Garrison, Gareth Boase had arrested four of the garrison’s senior surviving patrol officers. The senior officer who had been captured. Foxx moaned his satisfaction with her as she subserviently knelt - her heavily ripened breasts swaying like fruit ready to be picked - between his widespread legs. She was holding the lust-thickened shaft of his cock with one hand, while the other reached under to caress his sperm- laden testicles in their scrotal sac. In spite of the erotic pleasure she was bringing him, his mind was on other matters. Changes, of which Phyllis wasn't aware as yet, were in the offing. At the last meeting he had. “You know my struggle that started about four years ago? And what I started to figure out?”“Yes, of course. It’s kind of hard to forget everything that happened between us!”“True. Oh, before I forget, how are Stephie and Jason?” she asked.My face fell, and a tear formed in my eye. Katy didn’t know!“Katy, she died from her ovarian cancer a little over year ago.”“Holy shit! I’m so sorry! I just totally lost touch with you guys and I didn’t know! The last I heard was she had surgery and chemo and. The raft drifted up close to the lip, and like the others, Scooter gave a couple strokes to straighten it out just before it plunged down the drop. The boat slid down a slick tongue of water and dropped into the roar. Waves built in front of them and to the side. They rode smoothly over the first, only to have the next crash over the nose of the raft. Some water washed through, not a lot, nothing to be concerned about, she thought -- it'd drain right out of this self-bailing raft. The raft.