The Chauffeur……. The Plan

Written by PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

It's been a couple of weeks since Jill and I married. Lots of people from the Happee, Happy limousine company have called to preen 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 incumbrance. I certainly could understand her letdown since I finally got the two of them to take in that it was Sasha not each early 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 wife.

We discussed several ideas : 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 nation 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 safe ; in her savings account ; in her brokerage invoice ; and of course of action, a pocket-size quantity in her checking account. Jill only has one deferred payment card, an American language Express, that she pays the counterweight off every calendar month.

I called my attorney to let him sleep with what transpired at the limo troupe. He laughed long and hard before letting me in on the jocularity. The limo company must pay me my salary, unless either one of two infringement occur. encroachment one : I bring or use drugs. Violations two : Physical rape of any employee/manager/customer or client of the Happee, Happy Limo Company.

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

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

"Hey there David, I heard a couple of rumor about you. Do you birth some meter to verbalize ?"

"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 rich breath and began to tell him the story,"Mr. Jaxson, technically speaking, I haven't been fired…. yet. According to my lawyer, my contract only allows them to fire me for two ground : Assault 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 conjuration up her arm. I don't want to go into what I suspect over the telephone, but maybe in somebody, when I see you next time my suspicions would be better discussed. However, do you commend when I met you the first clip ?"

"Well, yes I do. Which is why my pass is still on the table. I would hump for you to come body of work for me. Top flight of steps people, such as yourself, are a rare find."

"Um, Mr. Jaxson, the Lester Willis Young noblewoman that drove us that night…. Jill…. I married her. We tied the mi just two weeks ago right after she was in a frightful accident."

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

"Yes. She has bruised ribs, but nothing more serious as her car was totaled."I explained.

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

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

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

"None, sir."

I hung up the telephone and just sat there looking at my wife. I am still in awe of how beautiful she is. Long black hair with cute square cut bangs. picket skin. An ass and chest most men would love to see on their wife and, the sexiest things of all about her…. her personality and brain. Yes, Jill, to me, is the total package.

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

I smiled at her. My nous could be a yard nautical mile away and yet her angelic voice would bring me home.

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

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

"He would wish us to come see him in New York."

"Well, why don't you just leger a flight 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 call his secretary and they will send their personal jet for us."

"WHAT ? ? ? ? Oh, my gawd. That would be so astound. I've never even been on a secret jet. I've flown all over the world in the Marines, usually those big C130's, but never have I ever had the opportunity to even step on a private jet. Oh, David, I think this calls for a ‘ delicacy ’."Jill said with inflammation in her voice.

"Oh really ? What form of treat did you have in nous ?"I said to her with a arch grin.

"Let me present you."

Jill got up off the lounge and sauntered over to me. I was still sitting in the chair as she reached down and began to unbutton my baggy Cuban-style shirt. Her gentle script went inside my shirt and caressed my chest. She tweaked my nipple giggling as she did that.

I reached up and pulled her oral sex down level with mine. As our mouth met, we both opened our mouths a small bit allowing our clapper to intertwine. I softly bit her lower lip. She let out a small moan. Somewhere in the spinal column of my pass, I was worried about her rib 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 involvement ? loads and lots of questions swirled around in my fountainhead while I was kissing her.

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

As we were in a sexy lip lock, I could feel my manhood inspiration. It has been 2 weeks since we have even attempted to try intimacy. I felt her breathing get shorter and shorter as we kept the magical kiss.

While we were kissing, I reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse. With my former hand, I untucked the blouse from her blue jean. As I finished unbuttoning her blouse, I gently slipped it off her articulatio humeri. I caressed her neck opening, remembering that this was one of the erogenous zone on her body. I broke from our candy kiss. I stood up and put my arm around Jill. I leaned into her licking and kissing her neck. I licked from the berm up to her ear, nibbling on her ear lobe. I kissed her ear and bluster gently into her ear which drew a low moan from her.

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

When she finished unbuckling my belt, she unsnapped my jeans and let them drop to the storey. At the like time, I began unsnapping her dungaree and let them shine to the trading floor also.

We held each other, trying to hold out the animalistic lust that was brewing between us.

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

"Jacques Louis David, I love you so much. No one has taken such good 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 middle of the bed. I removed the rest period of her attire until she was completely naked in front of me.

I removed my remaining dress and climbed onto the bed. I laid next to her, kissing her and gently massaging her beautiful breasts.

I tugged on her mamilla, gently. I ran my fingers around the areolas. I kept kissing her neck opening hearing her groan soft little groan. Her external respiration was sporadic to say the least. muckle of panting, prompt shoal breaths.

I moved down from her neck to her beautiful chest. I licked, nibbled, and sucked as very much as her terrific boobs into my rima oris as would fit. I heard a easy groan dodging her lips.

She was lightly caressing my berm and back. Her light tactual sensation sent tremble down my vertebral column. I knew that it had been too long since the both of us had affaire with each other. perdition, because of the accident, we never really consummated our wedding.

My cock was aching. It wanted to be touched, caressed, yanked, swallowed, or any of the twelve of things that might bechance to my manhood tonight. I felt Jill's soft hands working their way down to my rock-hard pecker. To storm her, I shifted my side so that I was between her leg, out of her clutches.

I softly put her articulatio talocruralis upon my shoulders, being as gentle as possible. My cock head was now touching the entrance to her love life hole. I could both palpate and smell the wetness her cunny had produced. I gently pushed the head of my cock into her. She let out a farsighted late 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 balls against her ass. Rhythmically, I began the in and out motion. I kept the see-saw action at law going gently as I did not want to injure her rib.

"Oh, David, fuck me. Please jazz me. I've waited so long to feel you inside of me again."Jill asked with a bit of despair in her voice.

I began to quicken my rate. My pecker was feeling her cervix at the tip of my cockhead. In and out, repeatedly picking up more and more speed but still trying to be as gentle as possible.

My mind drifted off a bit. Tina flashed into my learning ability 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 Scheol is going on ? Why am I thinking about Tina ? I'm in the middle of making making love to my wife…. what the hell is going on ? While my mind was in a country of turmoil, Jill playfully kicked me on the side of the head.

"Huh ?"Was all I could manage.

"dearest, where are you ?"Jill asked with a voice of concern.

"I don't know. My intellect 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 whole 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 oculus. I saw a lust that I had not seen before, even when we were at that hotel the number one time.

Without any warning, Jill arched her back and let out a howler, well it was more like a howl. She was grunting and panting like a woman possessed with wanton lust.

I felt her wetness bathe my rooster, which was now balls deep into her. Faster and faster I went. I felt my Ball start to tighten. 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 beloved YOU !"

With that, Jill came as hard as I did. Her wooden leg tried to tidy 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 passion succus. I kept my rhythm going in and out, repeatedly.

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

When without word of advice,"OW, OW, OW…. shtup, that hurts"Jill said, wincing.

I stopped. I didn't move. I held my breathing spell. My mind going a chiliad miles a s."What the hell did I just do ?"I thought to myself.

CHAPTER 2

As I knelt there suspend, there was a loud bash on the nominal head door. The knocking went from knocking to pounding on the door.

I got up, slid on my packer and a tee shirt. I went to the social movement door getting madder with each step. As I reached the strawman doorway, I yelled,"Who the Hell is it ?"

Silence.

The knocking/pounding on the forepart door had stopped. I heard a faint phone coming from the former side of the door. Jill's house didn't have a peep yap to see whom was on the other English of the door. I unlocked the deadbolt. I unlocked the door knob. I opened the door only to see someone 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 verbalise, but no actor's line came out. bout flowed. Snot bubbles. What seemed like endless drool escaped her well up mouth.

My heart stopped.

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

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

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

All I could carry off to say was,"animation room now"

Jill grabbed her robe that was draped over her dressing chairman and put it on. She left the sleeping accommodation quickly. When she got to the living room, she stood there stunned. Sitting on her lounge was a bruised, beaten, and battered Tina. Unable to stop the watchword. Unable to breathe. Essentially in a United States Department of State of shock and bewilderment.

It was respective seconds before Jill came to her gumption 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 straw man of Tina. She held her hand out to me. I gave her several towels and one that had ice in it. I thought to myself ‘ thank goodness Jill has a crushed ice button on the fridge ’.

Jill gave Tina the towel with the ice in it. Tina held it to the side of her face. Jill unfolded one of the towels and began to gently pass over Tina's eyes, nose, and what drool she could off her brass, chin, and neck.

Tina continued to sob.

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

Jill gently kept wiping. I went back into the kitchen to get a pot of quick weewee and brought it out to Jill. She made a mouth gesture of a kiss, dipping a quoin of the towel into the warm up pee. That's when I noticed that the tee shirt she was wearing had what looked like a blood stain at the shoulder. Even though her tee shirt was maroon in color, to me at least, it looked like blood. I reached towards the shoulder and pointed the spot out to Jill without saying a word. Jill's heart got big.

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

I walked around Jill to the former side of Tina. I sat down on the sofa, which caused Tina to stir and recoil in pain. With the softest touch, I began to feel her reveal body to try and discover the extent of her accidental injury.

I touched her left forearm. It showed signs of bruises. One on the underside of her radiocarpal joint looked like a large thumb print bruise. I checked her bicep. It showed mark of redness. ‘ roach burn'I thought to myself. I gently touched her articulatio humeri and felt. It didn't seem like anything was broken, at to the lowest degree not in that particular spot.

Jill motioned for us to swop sides of Tina, so she could lead off wiping Tina's left side.

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

secretiveness, except for to a greater extent tears and more sobbing.

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

"Jill, I think I should send for 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 couch for veneration of hurting Tina again. Since I was already standing, I hustled to Jill's bedroom and grabbed her headphone. I quickly returned to the living elbow room and handed the phone to Jill.

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

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

I was so surely 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 guys"

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

Jill, put her index finger to her backtalk with a conciliate ‘ shhhh'speech sound. Tina lowered her head and began crying again.

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

Jill made a milkshake of her header, telling me not to say anything more.

Again, there was a bash on the doorway. Jill just pointed to the door. I went to the door, unlocked it, and opened it to see a beautiful woman standing there with a black doc's bag.

"hullo, 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 receive 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 require me to serve or should I wait in the kitchen to establish you concealment ?"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 correct hand. I knelt on one genu right next to her. Jill got up and moved out of the way, allowing Dr. Ronda to set out her examination of a broken Tina.

The medico started with a physical touch 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 single drawer on it. She pulled out a pen and a little yellow tablet.

Apparently, Jill knew what the doc needed to have done. Someone to list all the injury parts of Tina's body, the physician took nearly an minute touch, poking, urging, and moving various body parts Jill filled up an entire page with the placement of pain on Tina's body.

"Tina, could you please abstract your arms over your capitulum, so I can remove your tee shirt ?"the MD asked.

"I don't think I can. My right berm hurts too much."Tina replied.

I pointed to what I thought was a line stigma at the top of her right shoulder. The Doctor looked at me and asked if we had scissor grip, so she could cut the tee shirt off her. Jill set the pen and report down to go get scissors. She returned a few seconds 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 accidental injury. Her collarbone was broken and a lowly tip of it was protruding through the skin. The blood had coagulated. The Doctor of the Church went to reach it and Tina flinched so hard that she shrieked in pain. The doctor reached into her black bag and pulled out a syringe and an intoxicant wipe. She wiped a topographic point on the arm with the clavicle injury and gave Tina the jibe. It only took a few second for Tina to pass off out. I caught her and gently as I could I laid her down on the couch. Jill lifted her wooden leg, so they would be on the couch also. Jill gently removed her slip-on brake shoe. I got up and went to the water closet to get a blanket for Tina. I unfolded it and placed it on a now sleeping Tina.

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

CHAPTER 3

The three of us went to the kitchen to discuss Tina.

Dr. Ronda spoke first,"She's in desperate motive of unplayful medical help. She has multiple contusions, a come apart bone-maybe two, lots of bruising. I'm sure that she has been raped but I didn't bridle for that. She needed to sleep. Do either of you know what happened ?"

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

Jill chimed in,"We suspect it was our quondam boss and the ‘ hood'squad."

"fountainhead then Jill, tell me who the guy is, and I'll get the authorities involved. She's been brutally molested and clearly needs more aesculapian care than I can give her here."The doc plied back.

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

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

The doctor went on to say that we should call the constabulary, the Sheriff, or a law enforcement group to give birth her photographed and checked for sexual ravishment. They will then put her under their protective care until she regains knowingness and can score her own decisions.

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

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

"fountainhead, SHE had her band of hood do the factual dirty work. Her name is Sasha. She was 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, St. David, do you have soul 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 potential. You have to hope me, Jill."The physician directed.

I said that I would call in and stepped onto the backward patio 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 be intimate something drastic has happened that Jill and I needed to manage, 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 house, I saw Jill answer the strawman door. Sgt. Johnson was standing there with 2 extra the great unwashed. Jill let them all in. She introduced Dr. Ronda to all the law enforcement.

Jill, the doctor, and I took Sgt. Johnson and his squad into the kitchen to talk.

Sgt. President Andrew Johnson introduced the two hoi polloi he had with him.

"Jill, St. David, this is Wayne Williams. He's on our violent crimes team. This with him is Valerie Davis. She is in our sexual offence'unit. He also mentioned that their forensic evidence the great unwashed should be along in just a couple of minutes.

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

It took more than 3 hours for the constabulary to guide their investigation and take their photo. As they finished up, they had an ambulance arrive to transport Tina to the hospital that Dr. Ronda worked. Sgt. Johnson thanked us, gave us another of his cards along with posting 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 life since the day's activities were so emotionally draining.

CHAPTER 4

Jill was the first to wake the following morning. I was holding her, my figurehead to her back with an arm draped over her mid-section. To wake me, Jill wiggled her beautiful ass which had my flabby cock resting against her shot. She wiggled again, this time with a bit more forcefulness trying to inflame me.

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

"Hey Darling, can I involvement you…."Her words trailed off.

"Whatever you have in creative thinker, YES !"I said, much more awake. I felt my cock begin to stir.

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

I reached down and gave my nearly tough cock a quick Yank. I ran my digit up and down her snap. I spit into my hand and wiped the saliva on my turncock. I spit again rubbing that into her ass.

We stayed on our sides. Jill began a slow moaning. I began rubbing my now hard turncock up and down the shot. I spit into my hand once again for just a bit more lube for Jill's ass. I laid the header of my cock, that had a droplet of pre-cum on the tip at the entrance to her anal retentive rosebud. Slowly, very slowly, I pushed forward. Once the principal of my dick entered her, I stopped. I waited patiently for her sphincter to relax. When I felt that happen, I slowly pushed forward. When I felt my pelvic arch reached her sarcoid beautiful ass cheeks, I held still allowing her time to correct.

She pushed back onto me. I began to withdraw and came almost all the way out only stopping before my bulbous foreland left her. I gently pushed back into her all the way. Slowly and rhythmically I began the in and out 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 manus, like yesterday and I would offend her again.

"Jacques Louis David let's alteration military position. I would like you to take me from behind. It just seems sexy and a fiddling spicy, like our first time in the hotel."Jill quipped.

I backed my rigid cock out of her and wheel away to give her elbow room on the bed to get herself up on all fours. When she was in perspective, I deftly moved behind her. I remembered her nightstand draftsman had lube in it. I stopped again and leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed the tube 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 backdoor hole. I slid in all the way to the hilt. I paused for a couple of import. When I began pushing again, I heard Jill lead off to moan louder and louder. I reached under her and began massaging her clit. I kept making footling tight rotary on her clit while my steel hard cock was invading her ass over and over.

Jill had moved by moaning into full-on panting. Her periodic moan were faithful to that of a howling wolf. Her breathing was shallow and stuttered. I was still making little circles around her clitoris. She started balling her handwriting into small fists.

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

I felt her anal retentive tooth decay clamping down on my cock, which in turn caused me to set about 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 minutes gathering our breathing time. Her cell phone rang.

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

Jill put her finger's breadth to her backtalk signaling me to abide quiet.

"hello, Sgt. President Lyndon Johnson, this is Jill J. P. Morgan. Yes, I'm mulct, 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 charge nurse just called you also…. wonderful. Then, we'll see you at the infirmary in a few minutes. Ok, see you shortly. Bye."

"Get up, get your ass into the shower bath for a quick rain shower. You've got to a lesser extent than 5 moment to shower. Noooooo, don't gift 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 thick breath and rolled out of bed, disappointed that we didn't finish our dear qualification. I hustled to the exhibitor and took a quick one, 6 minute of arc later I was out of the privy and turned it over to Jill.

9 proceedings after she began her cascade, she was finished. Quite possibly the quickest shower by a fair sex that I have ever known. I thought to myself, ‘ mortal should call Ripley's ’. I heard the hair dryer set off up. I opened a span of dresser shorts to get uncontaminating clothes to assume. I slid on boxers, a white tee shirt, inkiness short circuit and my favored promiscuous dispirited bowling fashion 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 joint signaling that we were pressed for time.

I put on my socks and stool pigeon, picked up my keys/wallet/cell phone. Being cook, I left the bedroom to hold back for Jill. I headed to the kitchen to arrive at Jill a cup of her favorite coffee…. Sumatra

By the time the Keurig had the burnt umber cook, Jill came out of the bedroom ready to go.

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

"Are you ready to go ?"She asked.

"I am."

"Good, then you drive. That way I can drink my coffee bean while you drive like a crazy man."Jill said.

We turned out the Light, locked the front door and got into my car. It only took a few bit to get to the infirmary. Jill and I remained serenity during the effort. I felt as if Jill was in deep opinion. Even though she didn't say anything, her face just had that ‘ far away'look.

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

"WHAT ?"

"I think I may have a programme, but I need a duad of affair first, before I tell you any of the detail. delight 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. Johnson waiting at the elevator. We rode in silence up to the 8th level 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 tree flavour howling. What brand is it ? At the station we only get crummy coffee. James Clerk Maxwell House, Folgers, storehouse brand, Chock-Full-O'Nuts. Whatever they can find cheap. I know it seems petit larceny, but they think that bad coffee is ok. Disappointing if you ask me."

"It's Sumatra. I don't remember which brand it is, but the blend is my favorite. iniquity, rich, and full moon bodied. No cream, 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 watch Sgt. President Andrew Johnson as he seemed to know where he was going.

We got to Tina's way ( 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 way. Jill practically knocked the police officer over rushing to Tina.

I piped up,"Tina, this is Sgt. President Johnson of the City Police department. We called him last night when you appeared on Jill's door. You can trust him. We do, or we never would have called him to total supporter. I think he has some questions for you about what happened to you."

"I'm not surely I can serve much. I'll certainly try."Tina replied.

"Tina, as David said, my epithet is John Singer Sargent LBJ. How practically do you remember from what happened to you last night ?"

"Well…"Tina paused

"I don't think of how I got to Jill's house. I seem to vaguely call back some dame giving me a shooting, 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 field now ?"

"Yes ma'am. The farseeing it takes to get the data the easier it is for mass to leave the contingent.

The ship's officer asked in a gentle step ‘ 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 kernel sank. I went from raging to stunned. I tried not to look at Tina, but my tenderness ached. I kept thinking to myself,"Did I cause this ? Did she get hurt because of me ?"

As Sgt. Johnson was talking with Tina, nurses came in and out doing their affair. Dr. Ronda came in and told us to look outside for her. She needed to spill to us.

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

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

Dr. Ronda came out of Tina's room and asked us to direct down to a closed-door waiting room.

We followed the doctor.

CHAPTER 5

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

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

"Sargent, I'm glad you're here. I have respective report for you and your squad. Jill, David, here's what's going on with Tina. She was indeed raped and molested. We did a rape kit and found semen of 8 guys. We also found splinters inside of her."The medico said.

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

"I mean, somebody used something wooden on her female person parts. Probably, a heather handgrip because the lab found red blusher on the splinters."

"OH, MY GAWD, David…did you hear that ? I mean it's bad enough that the hood squad raped her, but using a Calluna vulgaris handle on her ? David ? St. David ? What did we do ? ? ?"Jill said now beginning to cry.

"appreciation 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 mint of internal damage. At best there is a 50 % fortune she will ever be able to possess children."The doctor 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 other injuries ? How serious are they ? Will she be ok ?"

"wellspring, she has a broken clavicle, a disunite shoulder, a severely bruised carpus and cubitus, and……. well…….and we found heroin in her system."The doctor said.

With that last word, it hung in the air like a burning zeppelin.

"But Doc……"I was trying to keep open it together the dependable I could.

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

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

"Doctor can the lab Tell if she has a history of drug contumely or is there a possibility that she was forced to use the drugs ?"Sgt. Johnson asked.

"I don't know the answer to that. I'll have the lab check for trace elements of drugs in her organization from any prior use. That will designate up, but it's not a test we usually perform."The medico offered a gleam of hope to us.

"Doctor, thank you for your time. If there isn't any further entropy currently, I need to meet my team and update them…. You said you have reports for me ? Where can I get them ?"Sgt. Samuel Johnson said.

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

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

"Saint David, what do we do now ?"

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

We took a couple of minutes to dry our center and sovereignty in our emotions, but it was hard…. harder than anything else we've ever done. Once we thought we were ready, we left the room and headed back to Tina's room.

As we walked down the hospital corridor, both of our heads were a million Admiralty mile 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 go along it together. Jill sat in a chair next to the head of Tina's bed holding her hand and quietly talking to her.

Me ? I sat in a chairwoman at her foot. My head in a swirl, as if I it was the center of a tornado. All I did was sit there in a stunned silence. I looked at Tina and kept thinking…. did I cause all this ? Did my high-handedness bring this suffering down on Tina ?

I don't remember saying anything. I just sat there looking at Tina. Although I wasn't a religious person, my mind kept going back to a poesy out of the old will,"Vengeance is mine and recompense ; their metrical unit shall slip in due time ; For the day of their tragedy is at handwriting, and the things to come expedite upon them."Deuteronomy 32:35.

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

Jill just sat there stunned. She nodded her head and leaned over and kissed Tina on the frontal bone, got up and stepped outside to the hallway.

Tina looked so helpless. So afraid. So, scathe.

I got up from my chair and walked over to her. I cupped her typeface with my work force as gently as I could.

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

"David, I knew, I just knew deep in my bosom that our time was coming to an end in IHOP. I just knew it deep down. I fucked up. I pushed you away. You were THE virtually caring soul and I fucked it up."Tina said to me in a voice barely audible.

I looked into her heart. They were overflowing with tears. My warmheartedness felt heavy.

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

I leaned in and kissed her on each cheek, 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 brace of weeks. We must head out of town. We're always available on our prison cell phones. Is there anything we can get you from your…. ?"My mouth almost said those words."From your home"but I remembered that she lived with Sasha.

"No, there's zip I need, but to know that you do jazz me ?"Tina whispered.

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

CHAPTER 6

Jill and I walked in silence. We left the hospital. Sgt. Johnson was extraneous talking on his cubicle speech sound. When he saw us, he waved us over to him.

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

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

He read us like a book. I guess all those years interacting with the populace gave him a honest sensory faculty of what hoi polloi were thinking in multiplication of crisis.

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

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

A look of jar on our typeface. Jill was stunned. I was stunned. Sgt. Lyndon Johnson just stood there with a smile.

"Let me drive."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 ?"Samuel Johnson asked.

"Happee, Happy Limo"Jill said.

"I just knew you two were going to head there. I called in a favor and have a couple of ‘ off responsibility'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 President Andrew Johnson, what the heck is your first name ? I feel like we should know your gens instead of continuing to forebode you Sargent."Jill asked.

"It's Roger. Roger Johnson. My confining champion call me RJ."He answered.

"Roger are you married ?"Jill asked. That was a dubiousness 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 voice.

"Jill are you hitting on me ?"he said with a Brobdingnagian smile on his face.

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

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

"Well, if you mean someone who tries to premise people to other people, so they can be happy…. then yes, I'm one of THEM."Jill said with a diabolical grin.

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

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

We pulled into a parking spot in nominal head of the building where the limo office was located.

We all got out and headed inside.

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

"I'm Sgt. Johnson, metropolis Police."Flashing his badge at the protection guard.

"What can I do for you military officer ?"

"We are heading up to the limo berth, 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 brother from the law force.

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

"Yes"

The five of walked into the power 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. President Lyndon Johnson with urban center law. We're here to see…. Sasha, the owner."

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

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

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

"well, thank you ma'am. Where can I witness Sasha ?"

"Well, she called a few minutes ago saying she was going nursing home because she wasn't feeling well."

"Who's in explosive charge then ?"Sgt. LBJ inquired,

"wellspring, I guess that would be me."

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

"Deloris, Deloris Mitchell."

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

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

"Jacques Louis David, I think you should detain out here. Jill can some with us, but you should just line up a chair 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 twins were close by and would be listening intently.

Sgt. Johnson and the former two police officer went into Sasha's office along with Deloris.

They were inside her post for more than an hour. I carefully kept an eye on the Gemini the Twins. They kept making outbound sound telephone call and looking very frustrated. They kept whispering back and forth, yet their body action told me whatever they were up to was not coming to fruition.

Finally, the 3 officer, Deloris, and Jill exited Sasha's berth. They had various clear charge plate bagful that looked to be sealed. Jill had an armful of files. She motioned for me to link them.

I said my auf wiedersehen to Paula, slipping a business organisation posting with my cell sound identification number on it for her to call up later.

The five of us left the post. We got on the lift and headed down to the lobby. We all rode silently.

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

We left the foyer and headed to the cable car. RJ said thank you to the early two officers 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 Indian file under her arm. We decided to point up to see Tina before leaving the hospital. I took the files from Jill and put them in the trunk of our car.

We went inside the infirmary and up to Tina's floor to see her. Tina was sitting up in her bed trying to eat her meal with one hand. Jill raced over to her, kissed her on the top of her drumhead and began to help her with her meal. She cut the meatloaf in to lowly manageable sting. She kept alternating between the carrot slices, the mashed potatoes, and the meat loaf feeding her slowly.

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

I sat back at the foot 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 elbow room with Tina. At some item, Tina began nodding off as her body needed some sleep. Jill kissed Tina on the top of her head again. I walked over to Tina and kissed her lightly on her lips as she was starting to drug off.

Jill and I left.

As we drove back to her lieu, Jill was excited and began to tell me her plan.

Jill asked if we could stop for some food for thought as she realized that she was very hungry. I pulled into this level-headed chicken place. We got out and went inside to have a reposeful meal. While we stood in blood, I called Mr. Jaxson. I let him know that Jill and I were ok to travel whenever he wanted us. As I hung up, I whispered into Jill's ear,"Mr. Jaxson wants us in New York tonight. The plane 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 home to compact. Jill made a earphone call from the board ordering a limo…. but from a competitor…. Negro Car Limo.

I just smiled and shook my drumhead. Her sense of bodily fluid was delightful.

I sat there amazed at how in just a short time, my aliveness had turned for the safe. Here I am sitting with a wonderfully beautiful charwoman, who I'm married to. We have a plan for matter to get right for us and our booster. And…. we're going to let a little young lady in just a few scant months.

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

Thank you for reading this chapter of"The Chauffeur"serial. Please leave a comment ( skillful or bad ) so I can preserve to craft my stories for all…. Thanks, Paul .