As I set it down I did a double take, for the woman at the table was Jill. Her face beamed when she realized who I was and we were hugging and dancing...around like fools, knocking various items off tables in our joyous reunion.The clothes forgotten we filled each other in on our last few years. The important thing (from my point of view) was she was no longer married and had no steady companion. At last we noticed it was dark and Jill shut the garage door and invited me into the house. Damn she. She held her ass open until he would tell her to push her fingers back in. He told her to put in the third finger on her other hand. “Yes Master.” Angela now had six finger tips in her ass and hoped he would not ask her to put in anymore. Finally, he told her to stop. “Open the box.” “Yes Master.” Angela opened the box and found a very large dildo inside. It was almost as large around as the butt plug’s widest part and was ten inches long. It had a suction cup on the bottom. “Use it to. "You know, Dewey, I'm going to buy myself out the army when we get back to the UK." Rumpole suddenly blurted out.I was a bit surprised at that. "What will you do? You've no experience other than the army, and I don't see you as a security guard or car park attendant." I've been offered a job by the owner of the security firm who questioned us. He wants a lawyer, with what he calls 'class'. He says I look, and sound, like Peter Lawford, and has offered me a position in his firm." Who the fuck is. " She thought with perverse amusement how Gregg would now have to invent excuses and cover-stories for Jen if he and Dorothy were going to rendezvous. She wondered how good at that he actually was. The first thing Gregg would try to get from Jen was a full body, frontal nude pic of her, standing. Dorothy had demanded it of him and it was destined for her bedroom wall, as a trophy. Every time Dorothy would look at that 26" x 18" pic of her sister, naked, she would laugh at her ass and get.