"Jordie?" the skinny man stood up. "You're still working here?" she said. "Yeah after I gave up the sheriff position. Rick let me stay on as a helpe.... I answer calls and what not," he said, giving Jordie a big hug. "Holy crap you lost weight," she said, staring at the man. The last time she saw him he was triple the size he was now. "Yup. Went on a diet and never looked back. Been hiking, canoeing and all kinds of stuff,” he said patting his stomach. "You're looking grown," he said, peering. I felt his hand rubbing my back softly and slowly work its way down into my buttocks. Meanwhile, I played with his hair. I loved his hair. It was so soft and playful… His hand found its way up to my belly, pretty flat in spite of the years, and up to my breasts. He cupped one of them into his big hand and I let a soft moan escape my mouth, even while still kissing him…. I was wearing a short wraparound silk skirt, perfect for tropical climates, very sensual to the touch. I loved it when it. It is not permanent though which would wash off after few weeks. In the plane and airport me and Sudha behaved properly like newly wedded husband and wife. The fun started when we reached our hotel. We had booked two rooms one for me and Sudha and one for Asif.Everyone went according to our plan and at 11.00 pm and we were inside the hotel room for our suhagrat. I was waiting for things to take place. I had not touched my wife since our wedding. Sudha had warned me that Asif will first kiss her. Gun control laws in Minnesota make as much sense as they do in most states, which is to say, damn little. My Florida concealed carry permit wasn’t recognized in Minnesota, but packing without a permit is a misdemeanor there. They’ll throw you in jail in New York or New Jersey or Maryland or Illinois or D.C. and I won’t go to those places at all. In Minnesota, I was willing to take my chances. Under my windbreaker, I had a 9mm pistol holding 20 rounds of high-velocity hollow-point ammunition..