Their lips brushed each others as they kissed gently, at first, then harder with each kiss. Al parted her lips with his tongue, and pushed it in, givi...g her the first "french kiss" she had ever had. At first it had tickled her, but she soon decided she liked the way it felt, and decided to see if she could stir him the way he was stirring her. She copied what he was doing, and soon their tongues were sparring in first her mouth, and then, in his. Both were breathing hard.He started to put a. We lay together saying little, mostly just breathing hard after having done the deed.“Wonder what they’ll be saying after they find out?” she said.“Don’t know. Probably give us lip service about how glad they are that I’m, we’re, doing so well and making a life here in this little burg,” I said.“Hmm, lip service? You don’t think that they’ll be genuinely happy for you, they don’t know me of course. I’m just gonna be an ornament in that little tableau,” she said.“I don’t know. I just keep. "Wanted t'see ya. That las' batch weren't worf drinkin'. Piss-poor, thas' what it were." What are you saying?" asked Holmes, who had been providing several of Washington's illegal clubs with smuggled alcohol of various types, most of which he labeled rye."No good, you heered me, foul. Tasted like it come out'a the Eastern Branch. I dumped it in the creek. Probably killed the fishes, that stuff." Well, I'm sorry, man. Never had no trouble before, did we? I'll refund your payment next month when. ” She muttered, walking off. As soon as I was dressed, I bolted into my garage and sped off. There wasn’t enough time to waste, this speech was very important to sealing a deal with Australia, but fucking Jackson had to screw everything up. I took a mental note to prepare backups for next time. Everything on the road was fine, and I was taking my usual route until I saw huge roadblock signs up ahead. Fuck. I looked at my watch, and saw that it was 2:47 already. Frustrated, I hit the gas yet.