”“Believe it. If that’s what it takes to fix my relationship with Jennifer, I’ll do it. And I’ll be happy to do it.”“No, you won’t. Yo...’ll be miserable. And something will happen, eventually, that will cause you to violate that promise and then any possibility with Jennifer will be gone. Just like me and Pete. Don’t promise something you can’t keep.”“I think I can keep it.”“Don’t kid yourself! You can’t. I know you well enough, and you know I know you. Let me ask you this, would you stop seeing. Sorry to have bothered you, Mister Culverin.”“Pretty girls are never a bother. It was nice meeting you all.”Tamara hopped down off her barstool. “Thank you, Mister Culverin.”“Thank you,” chimed in Samantha.“It was very nice meeting you.” He reached across the bar to shake their hands, and then led them out through the front door.As they climbed back into their car, Tamara asked her father. “How much does a place like this cost?”Mike snorted. “If you have to ask, you can’t afford it.”“Daddy!. ‘Well, I better get going. I’ll go back down to my place, write this all up, and fax the arrest reports to the D.A.’s office.’ He grinned at Frankie. ‘You did a good job out there today, Frankie,’ he said. ‘Thanks, Greg,’ Frankie replied, blushing. ‘Are…are you really planning to be a police officer?’ Kay asked Frankie after Greg left. ‘You said you were thinking about it.’ Frankie shrugged. ‘I don’t know, I was thinking about it,’ he said. ‘I think it would be a great job. But I’m not going to. So the guy who took her cherry was back in the crotch of her tree, riding like a madman, according to her own words. One thing I did learn, while I wasn't slighted in cock size, after reading it, I realized why she never felt all that tight. there is big, me, and there is OH MY GOD. That was Tom.It seemed when I left for work, Tom pulled into my house not long after. He had been banging my wife for six weeks and I had seen nothing. Nothing out of place at home, not any less from my wife nor any.