The Chauffeur……. The Plan

Written by PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2018

CHAPTER 1

It's been a couple of workweek since Jill and I married. mickle of people from the Happee, Happy Limo troupe have called to congratulate us. Yet, oddly enough, not Sasha and not Tina.

Jill, at first was disappointed at Tina, but as the days progressed, she just chalked it up to Sasha's interference. I certainly could realise her disappointment since I finally got the two of them to realize that it was Sasha not each other they needed to be angry at. But, alas, Sasha's control over Tina was much too strong.

Jill and I got congratulatory calls from virtually every hotel and the key people all asking when Jill will be back on the route. I smiled to myself, knowing the treasure that I have as my married woman.

We discussed several idea : about her going back to work ; about her getting out of the concern entirely ; of both of us starting our own limo table service ; even us leaving the state and starting over somewhere else. As it turns out, Jill is better with money than I am. She spends only what she absolutely needs and puts the rest in her dependable ; in her savings account ; in her brokerage chronicle ; and of course, a diminished amount in her checking account. Jill only has one mention card, an American language limited, that she pays the proportionality off every month.

I called my attorney to let him know what transpired at the limousine company. He laughed long and voiceless before letting me in on the gag. The limo company must pay me my remuneration, unless either one of two trespass occur. Violation one : I bring or use drugs. Violations two : forcible violation of any employee/manager/customer or guest of the Happee, Happy limousine Company.

Neither of those occurred. However, Jill did quotation that Sasha and maybe even Tina might ‘ accuse'me of assault. That did give me reason to intermit and think about that one. No way she could prove or even point a finger at me about drugs. snake pit, she couldn't even say I drank since I have not had any alcohol for respective months. Not that I needed it, I just quite frankly decided it was much more difficult to get over a hangover at my age.

As Jill was recovering, I received a phone call from Mr. Jaxson.

"Hey there David, I heard a couple of rumour about you. Do you suffer some time to spill ?"

"Absolutely !"I replied.

"Great. Let me start by telling you that Mrs. Jaxson is the one who has been following you. She was disappointed that you didn't call us as soon as Sasha fired you. What happened ?"Mr. Jaxson asked.

I took a cryptic breath and began to state him the news report,"Mr. Jaxson, technically speaking, I haven't been fired…. yet. According to my lawyer, my contract only allows them to fire me for two understanding : rape on a manager/employee/or customer or anything to do with drugs. I can't be accused of the drug thing, but I'm sure that Sasha has a trick up her sleeve. I don't want to go into what I suspect over the phone, but maybe in soul, when I see you side by side time my suspicions would be better discussed. However, do you remember when I met you the first meter ?"

"well, yes I do. Which is why my crack is still on the mesa. I would love for you to come work for me. Top trajectory hoi polloi, such as yourself, are a rare find."

"Um, Mr. Jaxson, the immature lady that drove us that night…. Jill…. I married her. We tied the knot just two weeks ago right after she was in a horrible accident."

"Really ? Oh, my good. Is she alright ?"He asked while telling his wife.

"Yes. She has bruised ribs, but null more serious as her car was totaled."I explained.

"Hey, David. I would like to see you and Jill, if it's ok for the both of you to travel. Is she ok to locomote ?"Mr. Jaxson inquired.

"I believe so, but I'll arrest with her doctor in the morning then I'll let your secretaire know. Is that alright with you ?"

"That sounds terrific. David, once you get the headroom from her doctor and call my help, I will be sending my jet for you and Jill. I think a week here in New York could do you two well. Any objections ?"Mr. Jaxson proposed.

"None, sir."

I hung up the phone and just sat there looking at my wife. I am still in awe of how beautiful she is. retentive disgraceful hair's-breadth with cute straight cut bangs. Pale skin. An ass and pectus most men would love to see on their married woman and, the sexiest things of all about her…. her personality and learning ability. Yes, Jill, to me, is the total package.

As I just sat in the death chair, I heard Jill say,"Hello, terra firma to David."

I smiled at her. My mind could be a thousand miles away and yet her angelic articulation would bring me home.

"Hun, that was Mr. Jaxson. He wants to experience if you're ok to travel."I said.

"Oh, I'm certain I'm ok, why ?"She replied.

"He would like us to total see him in New York."

"Well, why don't you just book a flying up to see him. I'll be alright here while you're away."Jill responded.

"NO ! He wants to see us BOTH. If you get clearance from your doctor, I'm supposed to send for his repository and they will send their personal jet for us."

"WHAT ? ? ? ? Oh, my gawd. That would be so mystify. I've never even been on a private jet. I've flown all over the domain in the leatherneck, usually those big C130's, but never have I ever had the opportunity to even mistreat on a private jet. Oh, David, I think this calls for a ‘ dainty ’."Jill said with agitation in her voice.

"Oh really ? What kind of treat did you have in brain ?"I said to her with a loathly grin.

"Let me register you."

Jill got up off the lounge and sauntered over to me. I was still sitting in the hot seat as she reached down and began to unbutton my loose-fitting Cuban-style shirt. Her soft mitt went inside my shirt and caressed my chest. She tweaked my tit giggling as she did that.

I reached up and pulled her head down level with mine. As our lips met, we both opened our oral cavity a small bit allowing our glossa to intertwine. I softly bit her lower lip. She let out a lowly groan. Somewhere in the binding of my head, I was occupy about her rib accidental injury. Could we get through a love-making session ? Would I end up hurting her ? Is she comfy enough to go through with our physical intimacy ? batch and luck of interrogation swirled around in my capitulum while I was kissing her.

My own rationality won out and I decided that she will tell me if there's an emergence. However, BE GENTLE my header screamed.

As we were in a sexy lip lock, I could find my manhood stirring. It has been 2 week since we have even attempted to try intimacy. I felt her breathing get unforesightful and shorter as we kept the wizardly kiss.

While we were kissing, I reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse. With my other hand, I untucked the blouse from her blue jean. As I finished unbuttoning her blouse, I gently slipped it off her berm. I caressed her neck, remembering that this was one of the erogenous zones on her organic structure. I broke from our kiss. I stood up and put my arms around Jill. I leaned into her trouncing and kissing her neck. I licked from the shoulder joint up to her ear, nibbling on her earlobe. I kissed her ear and blew gently into her ear which drew a low moan from her.

As I was doing that, she pushed the shirt off my berm. She began unbuckling the belt I had on holding my jeans up to my waist. As I heard the warp clanging it made my dick hard. My brain kept saying…. oh yeah ! This is finally going to happen !

When she finished unbuckling my whack, she unsnapped my jean and let them drop to the flooring. At the Sami time, I began unsnapping her jeans and let them diminish to the story also.

We held each other, trying to resist the animalistic lecherousness that was brewing between us.

I whispered into her ear,"Jill, I love you."

"David, I love you so much. No one has taken such effective care of me…. ever !"Jill responded.

I gently reached down and picked her up and began walking towards the bedroom. Once in there, I laid her Down in the midsection of the bed. I removed the repose of her attire until she was completely naked in figurehead of me.

I removed my remain clothes and climbed onto the bed. I laid adjacent to her, kissing her and gently massaging her beautiful breasts.

I tugged on her nipples, gently. I ran my fingers around the areola. I kept kissing her neck hearing her moan soft little moans. Her breathing was sporadic to say the least. Lots of heaving, agile shallow breaths.

I moved down from her neck to her beautiful breast. I licked, nibbled, and sucked as a great deal as her tremendous boobs into my mouth as would fit. I heard a flaccid moan escape her lips.

She was lightly caressing my shoulders and back. Her light touch sent shivers down my spine. I knew that it had been too long since the both of us had intimacy with each other. Hell, because of the stroke, we never really consummated our wedding.

My cock was aching. It wanted to be touched, caressed, yanked, swallowed, or any of the dozens of matter that might happen to my manhood tonight. I felt Jill's soft hands working their way down to my rock-hard dick. To surprise her, I shifted my position so that I was between her wooden leg, out of her grasp.

I softly put her ankle upon my shoulders, being as gentle as possible. My dick head was now touching the entrance to her love hole. I could both feel and smack the wetness her cunny had produced. I gently pushed the head of my stopcock into her. She let out a long deep moan.

"Oh, my gawd, I have been waiting for this much too long."Jill expressed.

I pushed my manhood deeper into her until I felt my ball against her ass. Rhythmically, I began the in and out motion. I kept the see-saw action going gently as I did not want to spite her rib.

"Oh, St. David, fuck me. please fuck me. I've waited so long to find you inside of me again."Jill asked with a bit of desperation in her voice.

I began to quicken my tempo. My rooster was feeling her cervix at the tip of my cockhead. In and out, repeatedly picking up more and more focal ratio but still trying to be as lenify as possible.

My brain drifted off a bit. Tina flashed into my brainpower while I was making love to my wife. What the hell ? Why am I thinking of Tina, NOT NOW I thought to myself… ? NOT roll in the hay NOW ! What the hell is going on ? Why am I thinking about Tina ? I'm in the middle of making love to my wife…. what the pit is going on ? While my brain was in a DoS of excitement, Jill playfully kicked me on the incline of the head.

"Huh ?"Was all I could manage.

"Honey, where are you ?"Jill asked with a vox of concern.

"I don't know. My mind just drifted for a moment. It feels so good to be inside you again. I was starting to worry about us."I said, not telling her the unanimous truth.

I began to increase my fucking. I pushed in as deep as I could get. I heard her moaning get more sporadic and heavier. Harder and harder, In and out. I was giving her my all. I was looking directly into her eyes. I saw a lustfulness that I had not seen before, even when we were at that hotel the kickoff time.

Without any word of advice, Jill arched her back and let out a scream, well it was more like a howl. She was grunting and panting like a cleaning lady possessed with wanton lust.

I felt her wetness bathe my putz, which was now balls inscrutable into her. Faster and faster I went. I felt my lump start to reduce. I knew that I was close.

Just as I began to cum, I said loudly,"FUCK…. I'M…. I'M CUMMING SO HARD INTO YOU JILL. I, FUCKING LOVE YOU !"

With that, Jill came as hard as I did. Her legs tried to unbend out, but they were locked onto my shoulder joint. I felt her whole-body spasm again and again. I felt my cock being bathed in her making love juice. I kept my rhythm going in and out, repeatedly.

Jill was moaning loudly, as if she had become possessed.

When without warning,"OW, OW, OW…. piece of tail, that hurts"Jill said, wincing.

I stopped. I didn't relocation. I held my breather. My brainiac going a thousand miles a second."What the Hades did I just do ?"I thought to myself.

CHAPTER 2

As I knelt there frozen, there was a loud knock on the front door. The knocking went from knocking to pounding on the door.

I got up, slid on my boxers and a tee shirt. I went to the front doorway getting madder with each pace. As I reached the front door, I yelled,"Who the nether region is it ?"

Silence.

The knocking/pounding on the front line door had stopped. I heard a faint sound coming from the other slope of the doorway. Jill's household didn't have a peep hole to see whom was on the former side of the door. I unlocked the deadbolt. I unlocked the door thickening. I opened the room access only to see somebody I had not expected to ever see at Jill's house.

It was Tina.

"Who's at the door ?"Jill asked from the bedroom.

I ushered Tina in. She was sobbing. She was trying to talk, but no words came out. Tears flowed. Snot bubbles. What seemed like endless drivel escaped her swollen mouth.

My heart and soul stopped.

I closed and locked the door behind Tina. I gently took her by the arm and walked her over to the magnanimous leather couch and sat her down.

"Tina, you just sit there. I'll be right back."I said trying not to freak out and stay fresh her calm.

I literally ran back to the bedroom. I grabbed Jill's hand, pulling her out of bed and pushing her towards the bedroom door. Forgetting for a import that I had just hurt my darling wife.

All I could contend to say was,"Living way now"

Jill grabbed her robe that was draped over her dressing electric chair and put it on. She left the bedroom quickly. When she got to the living elbow room, she stood there stunned. Sitting on her couch was a contuse, perplex, and battered Tina. unable to stop the crying. Unable to breathe. Essentially in a State Department of shock and bewilderment.

It was several secondment before Jill came to her senses and rushed over to Tina.

Jill yelled to me,"David, get some towels and ice."

"Already doing that Hun."

When I got into the living room with the towels and ice, I saw Jill kneeling in front man of Tina. She held her hand out to me. I gave her respective towels and one that had ice in it. I thought to myself ‘ thank good Jill has a crushed ice push on the fridge ’.

Jill gave Tina the towel with the ice in it. Tina held it to the side of her aspect. Jill unfolded one of the towels and began to gently wipe Tina's eyes, nose, and what drool she could off her cheeks, Chin, and neck.

Tina continued to sob.

As I stood there, I felt like a prize fool. Somehow, I felt deep down that this was Sasha's doing. My worry began to turn to anger, yet I couldn't express any of that wrath. Not at this moment, at least.

Jill gently kept wiping. I went back into the kitchen to get a pot of warm H2O and brought it out to Jill. She made a backtalk gesture of a kiss, dipping a corner of the towel into the warm water. That's when I noticed that the tee shirt she was wearing had what looked like a stemma blot at the shoulder. Even though her tee shirt was maroon in color, to me at to the lowest degree, it looked like blood. I reached towards the shoulder and pointed the discolouration out to Jill without saying a word. Jill's eyes got big.

"Tina, you're safe here. No one will hurt you…. ever again."Jill said in her most comforting tone possible.

I walked around Jill to the other position of Tina. I sat down on the couch, which caused Tina to agitate and squinch in pain. With the diffused touch, I began to feel her crack consistency to try and light upon the extent of her harm.

I touched her left forearm. It showed signs of bruises. One on the underside of her carpus looked like a large thumb print contusion. I checked her bicep. It showed signal of red. ‘ Rope burn'I thought to myself. I gently touched her shoulder joint and felt. It didn't seem like anything was broken, at least not in that specific spot.

Jill motioned for us to switch position of Tina, so she could begin wiping Tina's left side.

"Tina, who did this to you ?"I asked even though I knew the answer.

quiet, except for more tears and more sobbing.

My bosom was in my throat. Jill was now tearing up also.

"Jill, I think I should call 911 to get her medical help."

Tina's eyes got big. She begged,"NO, PLEASE DON'T ”.

Jill said she knew whom to name for help. She asked me to get her cell phone. I had not sat down on the sofa for fear of hurting Tina again. Since I was already standing, I hustled to Jill's bedchamber and grabbed her telephone. I quickly returned to the living way and handed the phone to Jill.

Jill made a margin call to individual,"Hey, yeah, this is Jill. I need you right now. No questions, right now……ok, see you in a pair of moment. Thanks."With that, Jill hung up the phone and went back to tending to Tina.

I asked the unanswered enquiry again,"Tina, who did this to you ?"

I was so sure she would say Sasha. I felt the anger building inside of me.

"The Do-Wops"she said meekly.

"Huh ?"Jill and I said in unison.

"The five Italian hombre"

Jill got the caper, well, it wasn't really a joke, but she understood the reference.

Jill, put her exponent finger to her brim with a gentle ‘ shhhh'sound. Tina lowered her head and began crying again.

I was still confused. ‘ Was it, Sasha or not ?'

Jill made a tremble of her head word, telling me not to say anything more.

Again, there was a knock on the door. Jill just pointed to the door. I went to the door, unlocked it, and opened it to see a beautiful char standing there with a fatal Doctor's bag.

"Hello, I'm Ronda. Is Jill here ?"

I looked over to Jill, who had Tina resting her head on Jill's robe covered shoulder.

I stepped aside and invited Ronda into the house. Ronda went over to Jill and Tina. She politely introduced herself and explained that she was going to check Tina for injuries.

"Doc, do you involve me to assist or should I await in the kitchen to pay you seclusion ?"I asked.

Tina piped up again,"Don't leave. I need you here."

"I won't. I'll be right here. Please let the doctor examine you."I said.

All three of us waited for an answer.

"alright"Tina said in almost a whisper.

I touched her right mitt. I knelt on one stifle right next to her. Jill got up and moved out of the way, allowing Dr. Ronda to begin her examination of a busted Tina.

The Doctor started with a strong-arm touching and asking Tina to say when she touches something that hurts, even if it hurts just a little bit.

Jill went over to a small end table that had a unity drawer on it. She pulled out a pen and a belittled yellow tablet.

Apparently, Jill knew what the doctor needed to receive done. soul to name all the hurt portion of Tina's dead body, the medico took nearly an time of day touching, poking, goading, and moving various consistence parts Jill filled up an entire pageboy with the location of pain on Tina's body.

"Tina, could you please rise your weapon over your head, so I can off your tee shirt ?"the medico asked.

"I don't think I can. My correct articulatio humeri hurts too much."Tina replied.

I pointed to what I thought was a parentage stain at the top of her right berm. The doctor looked at me and asked if we had scissors, so she could cut the tee shirt off her. Jill set the pen and newspaper publisher down to go get scissors. She returned a few mo later handing them to the doctor.

Dr. Ronda gently told Tina to remain as still as she could. She began cutting the shirt off her. Once the shirt was off and discarded, we all saw Tina's injury. Her collarbone was broken and a small tip of it was protruding through the pelt. The blood had coagulated. The Doctor went to touch it and Tina flinched so gruelling that she shrieked in pain. The Dr. reached into her grim bag and pulled out a syringe and an alcohol wipe. She wiped a smirch on the arm with the collarbone injury and gave Tina the shot. It only took a few seconds for Tina to pass out. I caught her and gently as I could I laid her down on the couch. Jill lifted her legs, so they would be on the couch also. Jill gently removed her slip-on shoes. I got up and went to the press to get a blanket for Tina. I unfolded it and placed it on a now sleeping Tina.

The doctor directed Jill and I to go to the kitchen to talk.

CHAPTER 3

The three of us went to the kitchen to hash out Tina.

Dr. Ronda spoke first,"She's in frightening pauperization of serious medical help. She has multiple contusion, a broken bone-maybe two, peck of bruising. I'm sure that she has been raped but I didn't hindrance for that. She needed to sleep. Do either of you know what happened ?"

I looked at the doctor then to Jill. I spoke up saying,"We don't exactly know. We only have suspicions of who and how Tina got this way."

Jill chimed in,"We suspect it was our late genus Bos and the ‘ hood'squad."

"Well then Jill, tell me who the guy is, and I'll get the authorization involved. She's been brutally molested and clearly needs more medical attention than I can open her here."The doctor plied back.

"While she is out, maybe we should call up an ambulance and get her to the infirmary ?"I asked.

"If you do, you run the peril of Tina tone alienated and betrayed."Dr. Ronda said.

The doctor went on to say that we should call the police, the Sheriff, or a law enforcement mathematical group to receive her photographed and checked for sexual assault. They will then put her under their protective charge until she regains consciousness and can piss her own decisions.

"Jill, we've served in Croatia together. We're Marines, no one left behind…remember that ? Who did this to her ? What's his gens ?"The doctor retorted.

This clock time I spoke,"Doc. It's not a HE."

"well, SHE had her dance band of goons do the real dirty work. Her public figure is Sasha. She was St. David's boss and I guess mine still as I haven't been fired yet, but I'm sure that is coming."Jill explained.

"Jill, Saint David, do you hold someone in law enforcement that you can trust ?"

"Um, yes…kind of…. Sgt. Johnson of the Police department.

"CALL HIM. Right now ! Get him over here as soon as possible. You have to trust me, Jill."The doctor directed.

I said that I would call and stepped onto the back terrace to make the outcry. I gave him a quick summary of what happened. He told me that he would be over in 15 minutes.

While I was outside, I phoned Mr. Jaxson to let him sleep with something drastic has happened that Jill and I needed to cover, before we could travel to see him. He said that he understood and if we need anything to just call.

I hung up and as I was heading back into the home, I saw Jill answer the front door. Sgt. Dr. Johnson was standing there with 2 additional people. Jill let them all in. She introduced Dr. Ronda to all the law enforcement.

Jill, the Doctor of the Church, and I took Sgt. Lyndon Johnson and his team into the kitchen to talk.

Sgt. Johnson introduced the two people he had with him.

"Jill, David, this is Wayne Hiram Williams. He's on our crimson crimes team. This with him is Valerie Davis. She is in our sexual crime'unit. He also mentioned that their forensic evidence people should be along in just a duad of minutes.

physician Ronda explained to the three what trauma she could see on Tina. She also explained that she only suspected sexual abuse and since she didn't have a rape kit with her, she was unable to swan any intimate assault.

It took more than 3 hours for the Police to channel their investigation and occupy their picture. As they finished up, they had an ambulance arrive to channel Tina to the infirmary that Dr. Ronda worked. Sgt. Johnson thanked us, gave us another of his placard along with cards from Williams and Davis.

When everyone was gone, Jill and I felt wiped out. We took a shower together and headed off to bed. We decided against any love since the day's activities were so emotionally draining.

CHAPTER 4

Jill was the first base to stir up the adjacent morning. I was holding her, my front to her back with an arm draped over her mid-section. To awake me, Jill wiggled her beautiful ass which had my flabby cock resting against her shot. She wiggled again, this clip with a bit more force-out trying to rouse me.

"Huh, what ?"I said with my brain still not clear.

"Hey ducky, can I interestingness you…."Her words trailed off.

"Whatever you have in mind, YES !"I said, much more awake. I felt my cock Menachem Begin to stir.

Jill felt me growing and giggled."Oh, such a naughty boy…. hee hee."she giggled.

I reached down and gave my nearly hard cock a quick yank. I ran my finger up and down her tornado. I spit into my hand and wiped the spittle on my pecker. I spit again rubbing that into her ass.

We stayed on our side of meat. Jill began a slow moaning. I began rubbing my now hard cock up and down the crack. I spit into my hand once again for just a bit more lubricant for Jill's ass. I laid the forefront of my cock, that had a droplet of pre-cum on the tip at the entree to her anal rosebud. Slowly, very slowly, I pushed forward. Once the head of my cock entered her, I stopped. I waited patiently for her sphincter to loosen. When I felt that happen, I slowly pushed forward. When I felt my pelvic girdle reached her fleshy beautiful ass cheeks, I held still allowing her time to adjust.

She pushed back onto me. I began to take away and came almost all the way out only stopping before my bulgy promontory left her. I gently pushed back into her all the way. Slowly and rhythmically I began the in and out apparent motion of ass sex.

Jill was breathing erratically and moaning loudly. She kept pushing herself backwards towards me.

I was still worried that this would get out of hand, like yesterday and I would hurt her again.

"David let's change place. I would care you to take me from behind. It just seems aphrodisiacal and a little gamey, like our first time in the hotel."Jill quipped.

I backed my rigid cock out of her and rolled away to leave her room on the bed to get herself up on all fours. When she was in position, I deftly moved behind her. I remembered her nightstand drawer had lube in it. I stopped again and leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed the subway system of lube. I squeezed some out onto her ass rosebud and some more onto my dick.

Gently, I pushed myself back into Jill's tight back entrance hole. I slid in all the way to the hilt. I paused for a couple of moments. When I began pushing again, I heard Jill begin to groan louder and louder. I reached under her and began massaging her clitoris. I kept making little stringent traffic circle on her clit while my sword voiceless shaft was invading her ass over and over.

Jill had moved past moaning into full-on panting. Her episodic groan were closer to that of a howling wolf. Her breathing was shallow and stuttered. I was still making piddling round around her clit. She started balling her workforce into little fists.

"OOOOOOHHHH FFFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK !"was all that Jill could say when that big climax hit.

I felt her anal cavum clamping down on my cock, which in spell caused me to lead off my own orgasm.

"I LOVE YOU JILL. Oh, my gawd, I love you sooooooo much."I managed to verbalize.

When we finished orgasming, we both stopped. I withdrew my deflating cock and rolled off her. We both laid there for a couple of hour gathering our breath. Her jail cell earpiece rang.

"Hello……yes, this is Jill…. Ok, enjoin her that David and I are on the way."Jill hung-up. Without telling me who called she began dialing another bit."Sgt. LBJ please…. Yes, I'll wait"

Jill put her digit to her brim signaling me to ride out quiet.

"how-do-you-do, Sgt. Lyndon Johnson, this is Jill J. P. Morgan. Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking. I called to let you know that Tina is awake. The charge nurse just called me saying that she is asking for David and me……what ? Oh, the complaint nursemaid just called you also…. wonderful. Then, we'll see you at the hospital in a few minutes. Ok, see you shortly. Bye."

"Get up, get your ass into the shower for a quick shower. You've got less than 5 minutes to shower down. Noooooo, don't afford me that look. We're going to go to the hospital, as fast as we can. Now get your cute ass in the shower."Jill directed.

I took a deeply breath and rolled out of bed, disappointed that we didn't cease our love making. I hustled to the shower and took a quick one, 6 minutes later I was out of the can and turned it over to Jill.

9 min after she began her shower, she was finished. Quite possibly the quickest shower bath by a woman that I have ever known. I thought to myself, ‘ individual should call up Ripley's ’. I heard the hair dryer set out up. I opened a duo of chest boxers to get fair clothes to wear. I slid on boxers, a white tee shirt, black boxers and my deary light aristocratic bowling style shirt.

I heard the hair dryer cease. Jill came out completely naked.

"OH, MY GAWD, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL !"I exclaimed.

Jill smiled, acknowledging the compliment but tapping on her wrist signaling that we were pressed for time.

I put on my air sock and sneakers, picked up my keys/wallet/cell speech sound. Being ready, I left the bedroom to wait for Jill. I headed to the kitchen to make Jill a cup of her ducky coffee…. Sumatra

By the time the Keurig had the coffee tree gear up, Jill came out of the chamber ready to go.

"Damn, you look beautiful….no matter what you wear…. or don't wear."I said smiling at her.

"Are you set up to go ?"She asked.

"I am."

"goodness, then you drive. That way I can drink my coffee berry while you drive like a unbalanced man."Jill said.

We turned out the visible light, locked the front door and got into my car. It only took a few minutes to get to the hospital. Jill and I remained hush during the drive. I felt as if Jill was in mysterious thought. Even though she didn't say anything, her look just had that ‘ far away'look.

As I pulled into the hospital entrance to find a parking spot, Jill spoke up,"After we're done seeing Tina, can we go by the limousine office ?"

"WHAT ?"

"I think I may induce a plan, but I need a distich of things first, before I tell you any of the details. please trust me on this."Jill said in a solemn voice.

"Um, ok."I replied thinking ‘ what else could I say'?

We got out of the car and headed into the hospital. We ran into Sgt. Lyndon Baines Johnson waiting at the elevator. We rode in silence up to the 8th floor where the hospital receptionist told us Tina's room was located.

I felt a bit uncomfortable but shook it off as me overthinking this.

"That coffee bean smells wonderful. What brand is it ? At the post we only get gaudy coffee. J. C. Maxwell home, Folgers, shop brand, Chock-Full-O'Nuts. Whatever they can line up cheap. I know it seems piffling, but they think that bad chocolate is ok. Disappointing if you ask me."

"It's Sumatra. I don't remember which brand it is, but the blending is my favorite. shadow, rich, and full bodied. No emollient, no sugar…. that's what I have him for."Jill said giggling seeing me blush a bit.

The elevator dinged, and we all got off. Jill and I decided to just follow Sgt. Johnson as he seemed to know where he was going.

We got to Tina's room ( 803 bed 1 ).

Sgt. Johnson knocked lightly on the partially open door.

"C'mon in"Tina said sheepishly.

All three of us went into Tina's room. Jill practically knocked the officer over rushing to Tina.

I piped up,"Tina, this is Sgt. Johnson of the city Police Department. We called him live dark when you appeared on Jill's doorway. You can trust him. We do, or we never would take called him to come supporter. I think he has some inquiry for you about what happened to you."

"I'm not sure I can assist much. I'll certainly try."Tina replied.

"Tina, as David said, my name is Sargent Johnson. How much do you think from what happened to you last dark ?"

"Well…"Tina paused

"I don't remember how I got to Jill's house. I seem to vaguely commemorate some Lady giving me a shot, then waking up here. Before that….um……"Tina stopped. Her eyes welling up, obviously remembering what happened to her.

Jill interjected,"Do we really call for to do this right now ?"

"Yes ma'am. The longer it takes to get the information the easier it is for people to leave the detail.

The officer asked in a gentle tone ‘ what happened'; where did it occur ; who was involved ; and how did she get away.

As I suspected, it was all of Sasha's doing. Apparently, Tina was depressed that I had married Jill, after telling her that ‘ I loved her ’. My heart sank. I went from angry to stunned. I tried not to look at Tina, but my warmheartedness ached. I kept thinking to myself,"Did I cause this ? Did she get hurt because of me ?"

As Sgt. Lyndon Johnson was talking with Tina, nurses came in and out doing their matter. Dr. Ronda came in and told us to waitress outside for her. She needed to talk to us.

The three of us left the hospital way. Tina and the doctor had a buck private discussion which ended with Tina sobbing again. We all heard it. Our core sank. We knew that the news must have been dire. I looked down at the level trying not to tear-up. My heart ached. I kept going over and over in my forefront ‘ how could I have prevented this from happening'?

Jill reached over and started rubbing my rear. She knew what I was thinking. She kissed me gently on the cheek.

Dr. Ronda came out of Tina's way and asked us to head down to a closed-door wait room.

We followed the doctor.

CHAPTER 5

Once inside the doctor instructed us to sit. We started to dissent, but the doctor reassured us that we needed to sit. We sat. Jill held my hand tightly waiting for the news.

"Tina gave me permit to talk to you about her injuries."The doctor began.

"Sargent, I'm glad you're here. I have several composition for you and your team. Jill, St. David, here's what's going on with Tina. She was indeed raped and molested. We did a ravishment kit and found semen of 8 guy wire. We also found matchwood inside of her."The Doctor said.

"What ? What do you mean ‘ splinters inside of her'?"Jill exclaimed.

"I mean, someone used something wooden on her female parts. Probably, a Scots heather hold because the lab found red paint on the splinters."

"OH, MY GAWD, David…did you hear that ? I mean it's bad enough that the toughie team raped her, but using a broom hold on her ? DAVID ? David ? What did we do ? ? ?"Jill said now beginning to cry.

"Hold on Jill, let the Doctor of the Church speak. I don't believe she is done."I retorted.

"No, I'm not done……. Whatever they used on her did lots of interior terms. At best there is a 50 % opportunity she will ever be able to make children."The Doctor of the Church said solemnly.

"Are you telling us……"Jill's words trailed off. She was now sobbing putting her head on my shoulder.

Sgt. Johnson spoke up,"Doctor, what about the early injuries ? How austere are they ? Will she be ok ?"

"Well, she has a smash collarbone, a split up shoulder, a severely offend carpus and elbow joint, and……. well…….and we found diacetylmorphine in her system."The medico said.

With that terminal Word, it hung in the air like a combustion zeppelin.

"But Doc……"I was trying to go on it together the sound I could.

"Doc……she doesn't use drugs…. At least not since I've known her….no drugs, no way…. are you sure ? Couldn't this be a fault ?"I kept trying to ward off the possibility.

"No, the lab ran her pedigree mental test three times. I'm sorry."

"Doctor can the lab tell if she has a account of drug ill-treatment or is there a possible action that she was forced to use the drugs ?"Sgt. Johnson asked.

"I don't know the reply to that. I'll have the lab check-out procedure for trace chemical element of drugs in her organization from any prior use. That will show up up, but it's not a run we usually perform."The doctor offered a inkling of Bob Hope to us.

"Doctor, thank you for your time. If there isn't any foster information currently, I need to contact my team and update them…. You said you have account for me ? Where can I get them ?"Sgt. Johnson said.

"Let me select you to them. David/Jill that's all the information I have right now. You two can go see her, if you would like to."

The doctor and Sgt. President Andrew Johnson left the room. I just stood there holding Jill.

"David, what do we do now ?"

"Let's pull in ourselves and go see Tina. She needs us now more than ever."

We took a match of second to dry our eyes and reign in our emotions, but it was hard…. harder than anything else we've ever done. Once we thought we were quick, we left the room and headed back to Tina's room.

As we walked down the infirmary corridor, both of our promontory were a million miles from the hospital. We arrived at Tina's door and went in to see her. I just knew that Tina knew. We did everything we could trying our hardest to hold open it together. Jill sat in a death chair next to the head of Tina's bed holding her hand and quietly talking to her.

Me ? I sat in a professorship at her feet. My judgement in a swirl, as if I it was the center of a tornado. All I did was sit there in a stunned quiet. I looked at Tina and kept thinking…. did I cause all this ? Did my arrogance bring this suffering down on Tina ?

I don't remember saying anything. I just sat there looking at Tina. Although I wasn't a spiritual individual, my creative thinker kept going back to a verse out of the old testament,"Vengeance is mine and recompense ; their foot shall slue in due prison term ; For the day of their calamity is at mitt, and the things to issue forth festinate upon them."Book of Deuteronomy 32:35.

"Jill, can you apply me a couple of minutes alone with Tina ?"I asked gently.

Jill just sat there stunned. She nodded her psyche and leaned over and kissed Tina on the os frontale, got up and stepped outside to the hallway.

Tina looked so lost. So afraid. So, hurt.

I got up from my chair and walked over to her. I cupped her face with my bridge player as gently as I could.

"Tina, I'm sorry I hurt you."I whispered in her ear just loud enough so only she could hear me.

"Jacques Louis David, I knew, I just knew deep in my heart that our prison term was coming to an end in IHOP. I just knew it deep down. I fucked up. I pushed you away. You were THE nearly caring person and I fucked it up."Tina said to me in a voice barely audible.

I looked into her optic. They were overflowing with bout. My tenderness felt heavy.

"Tina, you didn't screwing anything up. You are a terrific vivacious person. Your someone very special to me…and to Jill. We both love you, we always will."

I leaned in and kissed her on each impudence, on the forehead, on the tip of her nose, and then gently on the lips.

"Tina, Jill and I need to do somethings. We won't be back for a couple of weeks. We must point out of town. We're always available on our cell phones. Is there anything we can get you from your…. ?"My mouth almost said those words."From your house"but I remembered that she lived with Sasha.

"No, there's zero I need, but to make out that you do sleep with me ?"Tina whispered.

"Tina, I do love you. I will always love you."I felt my optic tearing up. I kissed her again and left.

CHAPTER 6

Jill and I walked in silence. We left the hospital. Sgt. Johnson was alfresco talking on his cell earpiece. When he saw us, he waved us over to him.

"That's delicately. I'm going Ten-7B. I'll be off for a couple of hours."He said into his cell phone and hung up.

"Jacques Louis David, Jill I've been out here hoping to catch you before you go off and do something stupid. I don't know how I know, but I think you're ready to go and do something really, really dazed. Aren't you ?"

He read us like a book. I guess all those years interacting with the public gave him a practiced mother wit of what people were thinking in times of crisis.

I looked at the ground."Yeah, we were."

"commodity, I'll go with you."Sgt. Samuel Johnson replied, surprising both Jill and me.

A facial expression of electric shock on our case. Jill was stunned. I was stunned. Sgt. Johnson just stood there with a smile.

"Let me drive."President Johnson said.

We followed him in quiet to his car. This was not a police vehicle, it was his personal car. We climbed into his Cadillac and headed off.

"Where to ?"Andrew Johnson asked.

"Happee, Happy limousine"Jill said.

"I just knew you two were going to head there. I called in a favor and have a couple of ‘ off tariff'friends meeting us there."He replied.

I just sat there smiling. Jill looked over her shoulder at me sitting in the back seat. She smiled.

"Sargent Johnson, what the heck is your first name ? I feel like we should hump your figure instead of continuing to yell you Sargent."Jill asked.

"It's Roger. Roger Lyndon Johnson. My shut down Quaker call me RJ."He answered.

"Roger are you married ?"Jill asked. That was a question that I did not expect.

"Um, no. Not anymore. I divorced a few years ago. Why do you ask ?"

"RJ, are you in a relationship ? I mean, I can't imagine you being alone for very long."Jill said in a flirtatious vocalisation.

"Jill are you hitting on me ?"he said with a huge grinning on his face.

"No. I just know person who would be concerned in you."Jill replied.

"Oh, I see, you're one of THEM."RJ retorted chuckling a bit,

"wellspring, if you mean mortal who tries to precede the great unwashed to other people, so they can be happy…. then yes, I'm one of THEM."Jill said with a devilish grin.

I interjected from the back seat,"Who would that be darling ?"

"My admirer Donna. She's got a thing for big unassailable well-favoured men. Like YOU darling."Jill was really turning the charms on now.

We pulled into a parking spot in front of the construction where the limo function was located.

We all got out and headed inside.

"I'm sorry sir, you are not allowed on this property. You no longer study for the limo company."The certificate guard said pointing to me.

"I'm Sgt. Johnson, urban center Police."Flashing his badge at the security guard.

"What can I do for you officer ?"

"We are heading up to the limousine office, all of us."RJ said to the guard.

"Yes sir."

We headed over to the elevator. When we arrived to the 8th floor we were met by RJ's pal from the Police force.

"Are we all set ?"RJ asked the early two officers.

"Yes"

The five of walked into the billet without even knocking. One lady stood up and said that I was not allowed to be there, and I must leave right now, or she would be calling the Police.

"Ma'am, I'm Sgt. Johnson with urban center Police. We're here to see…. Sasha, the owner."

"Oh, she's not the proprietor, she's the manager."The woman replied.

"I see, and who is Tina ?"Sgt. President Lyndon Johnson replied.

"That's her personal assistant. However, she didn't show for workplace today. showtime time since she started working here that she didn't show up for work, nor call into Sasha."The cleaning woman went on to explain.

"Well, thank you ma'am. Where can I find out Sasha ?"

"well, she called a few mo ago saying she was going place because she wasn't feeling well."

"Who's in charge then ?"Sgt. President Lyndon Johnson inquired,

"Well, I guess that would be me."

"And who are you ?"Sgt. Johnson asked.

"Deloris, Deloris Mitchell."

"Ms. Arthur Mitchell, we need to see Sasha's office staff"

"Ok, follow me."Deloris lead all of us to the vauntingly wooden doors.

"David, I think you should stay out here. Jill can some with us, but you should just find a president and wait for us to be done."RJ said to me.

I saw Paula and went over to her desk and sat down. I smiled and began some inane chit chat reminding myself that the twin were close by and would be listening intently.

Sgt. Johnson and the other two officers went into Sasha's office along with Deloris.

They were inside her function for Sir Thomas More than an minute. I carefully kept an eye on the Twins. They kept making outbound phone vociferation and looking very frustrated. They kept whispering back and Forth, yet their body actions told me whatever they were up to was not coming to fruition.

Finally, the 3 officers, Deloris, and Jill exited Sasha's office. They had several earn plastic bags that looked to be sealed. Jill had an armful of file cabinet. She motioned for me to join them.

I said my adios to Paula, slipping a stage business card with my electric cell phone number on it for her to call later.

The five of us left the office. We got on the lift and headed down to the pressure group. We all rode silently.

I just knew that whatever Jill had in mind was certainly successful so far.

We left the lobby and headed to the cars. RJ said thank you to the other two officeholder and we all got into our respective cars.

CHAPTER 7

RJ took us back to the hospital and dropped us off. She still had several files under her arm. We decided to head up to see Tina before leaving the hospital. I took the data file from Jill and put them in the trunk of our car.

We went inside the infirmary and up to Tina's story to see her. Tina was sitting up in her bed trying to eat her repast with one hand. Jill raced over to her, kissed her on the top of her head and began to help her with her meal. She cut the meatloaf in to small manageable insect bite. She kept alternating between the carrot gash, the mashed white potato, and the meat loaf feeding her slowly.

Jill also lifted the carton of juice up to her mouth, so she could demand a sip from the bendable straw.

I sat back at the metrical unit of the bed. I just sat there and marveled at how quickly they went back to being friends.

We stayed more than 2 hours in the room with Tina. At some point, Tina began nodding off as her consistence needed some sleep. Jill kissed Tina on the top of her head again. I walked over to Tina and kissed her lightly on her lip as she was starting to dose off.

Jill and I left.

As we drove back to her place, Jill was excited and began to distinguish me her plan.

Jill asked if we could discontinue for some food as she realized that she was very hungry. I pulled into this healthy wimp plaza. We got out and went inside to stimulate a relaxing meal. While we stood in line, I called Mr. Jaxson. I let him sleep with that Jill and I were ok to move around whenever he wanted us. As I hung up, I whispered into Jill's ear,"Mr. Jaxson wants us in New House of York tonight. The aeroplane will be here in about 4 ½ hours."

Jill just smiled and kissed me.

We ate, finally getting to relax a bit before we headed habitation to pack. Jill made a phone call from the table ordering a limo…. but from a competitor…. Black Car Limo.

I just smiled and shake up my head. Her mother wit of temper was delightful.

I sat there amazed at how in just a curt time, my life had turned for the better. Here I am sitting with a wonderfully beautiful woman, who I'm married to. We have a plan for things to get improve for us and our Quaker. And…. we're going to stimulate a little young woman in just a few short months.

Yes, life is getting better. She's my wife…and I'm her chauffeur.

Thank you for reading this chapter of"The Chauffeur"series. Please leave a scuttlebutt ( good or bad ) so I can keep on to craft my history for all…. Thanks, Paul .