After the police take the shooter out the door and to the ambulance, I stare at Lillian and Jon before we all walk back inside and shut the door.  “Boy, it really has been a long day.” I murmur under my breath while scanning the room.  Then I wonder, “Will the blood come out of the carpet, or are we going to have to throw out this one too?” As I stare at the dark red stains on the floor. It’s just too bad that it couldn’t have missed the carpet by a couple more inches.  Come on now, I frown and then scratch my head just above my left ear, while deciding what to do. “Jon, do me a favor and grab me a sponge and the bucket from the hall closet, please.” Lillian says softly while staring at Jon with a half-smile on her face. I can already tell that the rest of the day will be spent cleaning up this mess.  The funny part is that we must have just been thinking the exact same thing because she said it to Jon right after I thought it.  “Talk

“Wow.  You are so fucking hot, baby.” I barely get out, before I see her kneel and take me in her wet pierced lips.While watching her head bob back and forth, I moan loudly and then run my fingers through her silken locks of hair.  Moaning again, even louder this time, I take a fist full and hold on.  When I have enough, I yank her head back to stop her for a moment and then I stare into her eyes. Damn, she looks so gorgeous with my dick in her mouth, that I almost can’t think straight.  All I know is if she keeps this up, I sure won’t last long no matter how hard I try.  Even, if I did want to wait.Feeling her tongue caressing my shaft, it gets harder by the minute.  When I begin to spiral up and up, I feel the pulsing in my balls and watch as she squeezes them methodically.  “I am one lucky man.” Is the only thing I manage to think at a time like this, when she sucks me so hard that

As I sit in the hallway while waiting for the detective to finish her questions with Lillian, I begin to put two and two together.  He had asked me to tell him everything that had happened from the very beginning.  Mind you, I paraphrased it all, but it still took a bit of time, because I had to recount all the horrible things that has happened to us since then.The detective still believes that we did it, I know this now, but I don’t have a clue what to do about it.  Unless I can use my resources to find someone inside that can get to George.  If enough pressure is applied to him, he may squeal like a pig, and we will finally be done with him. So, I stand here and wait for Lillian to come out and hopefully we will still be able to go home today.  If not, there is no way that my plan can go into effect.  “Thank you.  I will call you both tomorrow when I find out what is going on with George.” Detective Matheson

“Are you ready to go home now?” I ask before kissing Lillian on her soft lips quickly.We have everything packed and ready to go, but we still must get Jon up.  Everyone knows how teenagers are, they wait till the last minute for everything.  “Yes, I am already.  Let’s go get Jon and we can go home finally.” She replies with a smile before opening the door to the adjoining room.“Jon, honey.  Get up.  We are about to go down and eat some breakfast before we check out.  Do you want to come with?” She sweetly wipes the hair out of his face while standing over the bed. My woman is the sweetest thing that there has ever been.  She can light up a room, but she also makes me feel on fire when she touches me.  Everything about her, makes me want to live each day worshipping the ground she walks on.Jon slowly opens his eyes and then stretches before saying, “Yeah. 

At ten minutes to 3, I leave with Jon.  The plan is to drop off Jon at the police station and make it look like no one is around.  That way Jon is safely in the hands of the cops, while I hightail it back to be waiting just outside the vision of whoever wants to meet with Lillian.  The best part is that the Detective is already there, just waiting for someone to show up. After I drop off Jon, I rush back and then go to meet up with the Detective.  However, the minute I return, I don’t see the Detective in his vehicle.  A bad feeling firmly plants itself in the back of my mind and then when I keep searching for him into the bushes, I find him. He is lying face down in the dirt and he isn’t breathing.  Realizing that my feelings were warranted now, I scan the area and find his radio.  I call in to the station as quietly as I can before I hear someone walking towards me. Placing the radio on the groun