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He deserves it. Nobody works harder or has the confidence of the community more than Daryl.” Our conversation ended then as Daryl and Jasmine walked in with her mother, brother, and sister. Pastor Michaels took control once the amateur introductions were done. He showed Daryl and me where to stand and then he showed the two ushers where to place the various guests once they had come up the aisle. Finally, he dealt with Jasmine Hardcore and her uncle—her father’s brother—who would have the honor of walking her up the aisle. After the run-through we drove to what I jokingly referred to as Casa Bascomb with Anthony Michaels and his wife accompanying us. Dinner went surprisingly well, beginning with drinks on the patio, reminding me of the first time Daryl and Jasmine met. Jonathan and Marylou met us at the door for the introductions. Mr. Evans was clearly impressed to learn that he and his family were being hosted by one of the wealthiest families in the state. Probably more important was outdoor the way that the Bascomb’s greeted their black guests—the same way that they greeted their daughter and son-in-law. Ingrid and Martha, the other member of Lucy’s staff, had come to help with dinner and serving. I wasn’t at all surprised at the meal—a buffet featuring huge slabs of prime rib cut and served by Ingrid, grilled brisket—one of my favorites—Southern fried chicken, and grilled shrimp en brochette—another favorite. I added a baked potato and ear of fresh corn to my plate. Mr. Evans was just ahead of me on line and, judging by the big pile of food on his plate, he obviously approved. Turning to me he said, “This is some spread.” “Yeah, Jonathan and Marylou host a big party like this almost every Sunday afternoon. This is where Daryl and Jasmine first met.” “How do you know the Pastor?” “I enlisted his help in integrating the police force more than a year ago then Daryl, Lucy, and I conducted tutoring classes in the church hall to prepare the candidates for the competitive exam. We had ten in the first class and they all passed both parts. They all have jobs on the force now. One of them is Anthony’s niece. We didn’t do quite as well with the second class, but we still added another six minorities which was a big step forward.” “All black?” “No, we had two Hispanics in the first class and another in the second. Like many indian communities in the country, we have a growing Hispanic population so having some Spanish speaking officers is a big help. I speak some Spanish as does Daryl, but neither of us is fluent.” We had left the buffet and shower were walking slowly toward the tables. My eyes showed my exhaustion and what my eyes didn’t show, my yawns did. “Listen. On Tuesday, as she was walking home from the elevated parkinng garage, she saw Mark at the swimming pool. “Freddie, don’t call me Mrs. Green. As he walks to the stairs he calls back to her. I expect to do a lot of swimming and tanning and working out and to catch up on shower my reading. She stumbled back to the livingroom, turned off the lights, took another drink of whiskey, then stretched out on the amateur couch. I shuddered as he indian shifted his cock. Her pair of well-hung African advisors, however, didn’t spare her any time to mourn the loss of her queenly pride. I pushed the old woman forward over the girl into the 69 position and told Cindy to go back to licking the pussy that was now positioned back over her mouth. All the while, his cock remained firmly lodged in her asshole, which was completely lax now. She said feebly” May be I should pad up my tits” Here I outdoor was on holidays chilling on a lovely beach till I got a message of my old sex buddy Amy she hasn’t talked to me since I fingered her at Hardcore the park while her family was around last year that was a cheeky day I must admit , she found out I recently got dumped again and just like she normally does she came slithering back to me messaging me with the usual “Hi” I replied back with the same “Hi” and the conversation continued on from there. Ivanka and Tiffany swam a hundred lengths down the bank, then emerged silently from the water. Then I decided it was to painful to watch her struggle to get out her question. “Thanks.” She smiled brightly. Gayatri opened her bed room door and Sujata entered with head bowed and when she looked up, she almost dropped the milk glass from her hand in shock. It is soaked and slippery from the creamy wetness so I pull back. He is coming in with his mom and I know the other firms he is considering.