I made the call to the LT to inform him of the pending purchase. “Lt I think we need to swap a couple these AR15 for Shotguns. The problem I’m hav...ng is we are guarding against terrorist. These are just harmless kids with a few assholes mixed in. We need non lethal weapons, but still intimidating weapons. I was thinking beanbags.”“Add two trench length Mossberg shotguns and twenty rounds of beanbag shells,” he suggested.“Good, I’m also going to add a bicycle to the list,” I suggested.“Sure, but. Then She asked him Can you help to find her husband Somu a Job?. He asked her what he knows.. She Said he can drive a Car. He lost his job last time after he had a small car accident. Montu Kumar said “I am having a big Merc. Car which I think will be arriving here today from Punjab . You send your husband to me. I will employ him as my driver and you as a full time maid . And We have a Servant room also. Where you both can stay.. this way you can be near to me and we can meet when ever. I'd done more mopin' than funnin' in recent times. It occurred to me that I had to get on with things and stop feeling sorry for myself—easier said than done.As the afternoon turned to early evening, Ben and I were feeling pretty good. Marian Kelly, a clerk among the twenty or so at the lot, where we parked our trucks, was there. She looked good. Short gray skirt, dark blouse, high heels: she looked great."Hear you're single again," said Marian. I looked her up and down trying to be as obvious. Roughly massaging her wet, silky breasts, she arched her hips to begin the deep, slow rhythm at her hips. His breath became heavier and faster, tickling against her cheek as he matched her pace. With every tender stroke, she felt him reach further into her slippery depths. The warm whisper of his lips brushed along her neck, pressing a delicate trail of little kisses. The sounds of gentle sex and calm water filled the air, it created an intimate, peaceful feeling that settled happily around.