I wonder how he does it." You know, Gunny asked him the same thing before he ordered a case of Scotch. Now I don't know what Ling got out of the deal,...but the Gunny had his Scotch the next day and it wasn't the cheap stuff either. According to what Jeffers said the Gunny was shocked because he never even knew that that type of booze was even being shipped in. Needless to say he was happy as hell." Well if Gunny is happy then everyone is happy."We were stopped going out of the gate by an MP that. If Driscoll learned he was under suspicion, he would become more guarded and possibly move his money laundering venture to a location outside of our jurisdiction. That would end our participation in the investigation. The driver was three cars away from me and methodically checking each vehicle. “Sadie…Driscoll’s driver is almost upon us. We have to make this look like a real make-out session or blow our cover. Are you alright with that?” Sadie didn’t answer. She squeezes me tightly and presses. It was past 2am I said ok. My car was parked on the hotel lot and I drove her home to her apt.She lived by her self on the 10th floor. Not to far from where the hotel was it was a cozy one bedroom apt furnished alright. Balcony with a good view from the 10th floor.We eneterd Michelles apt and we sat on the couch in her living room with some drinks and we talked. The conversation got more detailed as she was interested in me and my looks as I was the same to with her. I told her how I liked the. ...until i was out with henry, my secret daddy, outside the restaurant , they had rent the whole place and the backalley was quiet , he whispered in my ear it was time for dessert before walking outhe light his cigarette, pushing me against the brick wall , my knees failing under his pressure his zipper open, my treat already up and glorious , wrapping my mouth around his tasty bbc , looking up at him smilling ''good boy, work for that dessert boy, comon like this we gotta be quiet , i dont.