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Now I have an even better reason. I’ve always wanted to be a grandmother with a couple of grandkids to spoil rotten.” I knew she was kidding me so I played along. “I told Lucy that I wanted a dozen, at least.” Marylou laughed as Lucy elbowed me in the ribs. I grunted in mock pain, but leaned down to reassure Max that it was all in fun. We had a great time and I did credit Daryl for coming up with the menu. My on-the-bone slice of prime lesbian rib was an inch thick yet so tender that I rarely had to use my knife to cut it. Whatever Lucy was paying Ingrid, hardcore it wasn’t anywhere near enough. She really was an outstanding cook. There was excitement in our conversation which was augmented by plenty of wine for Jonathan and three of the four wives. Lucy was pregnant and Daryl, Dan, and I were on call whenever we were not officially on duty. That’s the reality of small town police departments so only Coke or ginger ale for us. Eventually, Jonathan asked about Monday’s Council meeting. “It went extremely well, Daddy,” my bride answered. “Asshole Carl Haynes was suspended as were the two police officers. Jeremy Haynes’ resignation was accepted. Jasmine was appointed to fill Carl’s term and she’ll be with us for at least a year until next Election Day. Matt gave us his budget requests for next year and he told us of his plans for the two city rec centers/police substations. I mentioned your generous offer of support. It turns out that there are two large parcels of land that would be ideal for the centers. All we’d need is thirty acres for each.” “Thirty acres? What the hell are you planning to put up there?” “In addition to the building we were thinking of several outside basketball courts and Mr. Ferguson suggested at least one field each for football, soccer, and baseball. You know we really need these facilities.” Jonathan just shook his head then broke out laughing. “A Teen word of warning, Matt; never underestimate my daughter, Lucille. Okay, have someone from the Planning Board get in touch with Morton Stafford and I’ll make it happen. Can I consider that my contribution to the project?” “I think so, Daddy. Mr. Ferguson suggested prefab buildings that he thinks will cost us about $280,000 each so we should have enough to clear and grade the land. There are no wetlands or endangered species there unless the possum or the grey squirrel suddenly go on the list so I think we’ll be good to build once we get the permits.” “Well, just don’t actually do anything until you have the money.” “Daddy! I’m not a child, you know! I’ve been on the City Council for six years and, don’t forget that forty-five percent of that land is mine.” “Here’s another warning, Matt,” Jonathan said while he was laughing. “Don’t ever let your daughter get an MBA. Sandy was very excited to start her new job. Especially after over a week of denial, he couldn't control what his body desired. The lads opened the doors and sat on the back of our black Alfa Giulia, Marco turned around and handed them some sandwiches and hardcore a couple of beers. "Starving" she quickly replied and they headed to the truck stop restaurant for dinner. I barely have and lips at all on my pussy. Maybe she could call his bluff, something he really didn’t want to happen, just a dream. She had tan Teen skin and long dark hair. lesbian
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