“I’ve been to Paris,” I told everyone. “Paris, Texas; it’s a nice place.” Lucy scoffed and swatted my arm as Jonathan and Marylou oriental laughed. “Let’s be seated and have a asian drink or three before dinner. Marylou and I know the menu by heart, but I think the rest of you will probably need a look.” Jonathan and Marylou returned to their seats and we also sat. The extra two place settings and chairs were removed immediately and we shifted the settings and chairs to have more room. I was next to Marylou and my wife who had Jasmine to her right and then Daryl. Our waiter came and took drink orders. I’m not much of a drinker—guns and alcohol usually cause trouble and I was almost always armed—but this was a celebration so I thought I could handle one drink with dinner. I ordered a margarita on the rocks then turned my attention to the sizable menu. I couldn’t believe all the courses listed in the menu—starters, soup, salad, pasta, entrees, desserts, and after-dinner cordials. Furthermore, the menu was written in English blowjob and French. There was no way I was eating all these courses so I just picked out the few I thought I’d like. I turned to Lucy after a few minutes to ask what she was going to eat. “I’m going to start with the snails.” Then she changed her mind when she saw the expression on my face. “Actually, the shrimp cocktail here is really great. Why don’t you have one, too?” I smiled my approval and asked her about the French onion soup. “It’s my favorite, by far.” She chose the rack of lamb, but I ordered the king sized prime rib and Daryl and Jonathan joined me. I was really glad I wasn’t paying the tab for this meal. I thought it would come to well more than a hundred per person plus tip before we were done. We had a lively time and a great dinner, but I’d found that every meal at our house had been great, too. I guessed that was a big benefit to being rich, or, at least, having a rich wife. One of the benefits of prime rib is that there’s always fat to take home for the dog. Marylou had a tuna steak that she couldn’t finish and didn’t want to take home so I added that to Max’s dinner treat. I’d often thought that japanese dogs will eat anything, but that’s not true. I’d given Max some stew I’d ordered at a diner in Carolina Beach and when he was done all of the peas were sitting unmolested in the bottom of his bowl. We said good-bye to my in-laws at the restaurant with sincere thanks, but Jonathan actually thanked Daryl and me. “Thanks for ridding the area of drugs,” he told us. “Sorry if we disillusioned you, Jonathan,” Daryl said just before I could get the words out. “We put a big dent in the supply train, but someone else with a lot of greed and no caring for his or her fellow man will follow them. It might not happen for six months or so, but eventually….” Jonathan looked at me and I just nodded my agreement. “We hit them hard and, most importantly we eliminated the corrupt police officers who successfully protected the scum. People like them are the lowest form of life. I’m not a big supporter of the death penalty, but dealing drugs and the misery they create deserves the most severe penalty imaginable. In many cases it’s worse than murder in my book.” “I would think that police officers would support the death penalty, Matt.” “The cost of imprisoning someone for life is, perhaps surprisingly, japan much less than executing him. The reason for that is all of the appeals that are required by law. The state has to pay for the attorneys—both prosecution and defense—as well as the judge and other courtroom expenses. The most recent estimates exceed twenty million dollars and don’t forget that the prisoner needs to be segregated from the general population and that’s expensive, too.” “Hmmm, I never thought about it that way.” “It gets worse. What percent of prisoners are there because of drug use—not sales, but simple possession? I should’ve left you both alone japan in the first place.” I had to think quickly! Her eyes widened as she watched it grow with each heart beat. Nita watched June kiss Sarah, oriental which caused her to get all turned on. I then grabbed my stuff and went in the back door and up to the master bedroom. When she got back to Brenda, she reported on him, that he was a fine, gentle and generous lover, just like Ambrose was. Mary removed her blouse and placed it on the desk. “Joe got asian his revenge. When there is only two she can japanese fuck one while she blowjob sucks off the other.. It sure sucked to be her. “I’m sorry, I don’t quite understand what you mean-“