“Look, we don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. If you don’t want a beautiful dress, you don’t have to get one. I just hope...you’re not going to want sex tonight either,” Julia said hanging the dress back in the rack. She slowly started walking toward the exit. Liam could tell she was pouting. He hated when she started pouting. He knew it was basic manipulation and that giving in would only make it worse, but she had been so good to him over the years and he was enjoying the new. The door opens the bouncer comes in and says times up. Tina says it’s ok Tom this is my husband he’s taking me home I’m quitting! He smiled and says you never belonged here to start with, let me help you get your things. He gets trash bags they pack her clothes Jake takes her out to his truck opens the door for her, gets in pulls up to the front of the club and puts her stuff in the bed of his pick-up and they drive to Jakes new house. As they pull in the drive the garage door opens, Tina says. "The scrape of the trowel over an artifact has been likened to the Zing of the bullet that signals the beginning of a firefight on the battlefront. For combat is sheer boredom 90 percent of the time ... but it's tense boredom because one never knows. Then there's the 8 percent spent doing busywork and the final 2 percent is terror. The bastards are shooting at ME!"With the excavator in the pit, 90 percent is on your knees doing not so mindless work with the trowel, 8 percent busywork:. Liam slid his tongue inside of her musky hole. He knew he couldn't wait. Precum ran down the length of his shaft. Pushing the head to her tight little entrance, he grinned as he heard her yelping. His thick head forced its way inside of her. Her cries grew louder. "Slow, Liam. Go slow."Liam felt the pop of the muscle as the length of his slippery dick invaded her. "Now look, Mia. Look at your reflection in the window. Look at how many people in the building opposite have been watching my horny.