“And I’ll decide for you.”“Depends on how long they last,” I said, cautiously.“About a week,” said the tattooist. “Two at most.”“O...ay,” I said.I got a cocktail napkin and drew a stylized clef in the shape of a heart.“I like that for me,” he said. “I think you should have a unicorn.”“Why?”“You said you’re a rodeo clown. You need a funny horse to ride.”I asked the tattooist to do mine on my left wrist. He was more skilled than I expected, and I quite liked my unicorn. He was still working on my. "Well it better not end, bub." She growled. I shook my head at her, and she knew what I meant. She kissed my palm, just like at the bar a week ago, and settled back in to watch the scenery pass by.I wondered if it would be possible to have Anna be my assistant. I really needed one, and I know she's way better at the paperwork and organizational stuff that I'll ever be. Was I thinking with my dick? If things went south for us, how bad could it get?"John?" She said quietly."Yeah." Promise me, no. Extracting my knob from the hot cunt, Steph grabbed the slimy pole and squeezed the last drop of jizz from the knob end onto her hand which she licked up, and then kissed MIL again. I stepped away as Steph re-positioned herself in front of MIL’s cunt and lapped at the swollen pink hole sucking up the cunt juice and jizz mixture. Sitting back down in a chair across from the two girls I reflected for a moment on what sites this room and furniture had been witness too as the girls held each other. I’m flattered that you guys feel like I can help.”“Well, if we don’t get killed, I think a happily ever after is in order for all of us,” Chuck nodded.“That’s all I can ask,” Darren shook his hand and hugged Melissa. “I wish you well with your family.”“They’re a fucked-up bunch,” Chuck said. “But I don’t think there’s much I can do except pay Todd’s bail. Hope he doesn’t mind waiting while we take little side trip to the wilds of Idaho.”“That sounds redundant,” Darren laughed. “Have we given.