When no alarmbells went off, Rick realized he had been holding his breath."You're cutting it mighty fine tonight, Andretti!" the guard growled,handing...back his ID card. "How come you ain't got Salami and pickle onrye, tonight? You always bring Salami and pickle." I, uh, I felt like a change! It ain't a crime is it?" Rick muttered,gruffly."Okay, okay, I only asked! You sound like you're catching a cold,Andretti? You know the company rules about possible cross-infection?" Sure, sure! I'm fine I. Other then being heart broken our divorce wasn't too bad. We were able to split our money and property up evenly without too much of a fight on either end. As the kids were 15 and 12 at the time we felt them old enough to tell us which parent they wanted to go with. They were pretty close when they were younger but surprisingly Sam chose me as the best fit for her and Max chose his mother. So it was settled the kids chose their homes, and every other weekend would swap.Life continued swimmingly. Maybe I should pour some all over me too." I said. I raised the glass up to my mouth and poured in a big mouthful and swallowed. It tasted so sweet, the mixture of cum and cunt juice. The warm mixture traveled down the length of my throat into my stomach and I felt myself getting full. I didn’t know if I would be able to swallow another mouthful but I tilted the glass back a drank another gulp. It too went into my stomach were I felt a bulging fullness grow. The glass was still half full.. "Marcie had never been to Chicago before. She was mesmerized by the splendor of the beautiful scenes off to her right as they approached Miegs Field from Wheaton. To her left, the sun gleamed on the expansive water of Lake Michigan. Brent pointed out the John Hancock Building and the Marina Towers that sat along the Chicago River, which divided the downtown area. The Sears Tower was the only skyscraper she could readily identify."Your father wanted me to take you to the Blues Club. We'll be.