The Chauffeur……. The Plan

Written by PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

It's been a couplet of week since Jill and I married. Lots of citizenry from the Happee, Happy limousine party have called to plume us. Yet, oddly enough, not Sasha and not Tina.

Jill, at first was disappointed at Tina, but as the 24-hour interval progressed, she just chalked it up to Sasha's interference. I certainly could understand her dashing hopes since I finally got the two of them to agnize 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 yell from virtually every hotel and the key people all asking when Jill will be back on the road. I smiled to myself, knowing the treasure that I have as my married woman.

We discussed several approximation : about her going back to body of work ; about her getting out of the business entirely ; of both of us starting our own limo religious 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 balance in her safe ; in her rescue account ; in her brokerage house business relationship ; and of course, a little quantity in her checking account. Jill only has one credit carte, an American express, that she pays the balance off every calendar month.

I called my lawyer to let him know what transpired at the limo company. He laughed long and hard before letting me in on the joke. The limo company must pay me my salary, unless either one of two intrusion occur. Violation one : I bring or use drugs. Violations two : strong-arm assault of any employee/manager/customer or guest of the Happee, Happy limo Company.

Neither of those occurred. However, Jill did mention that Sasha and maybe even Tina might ‘ accuse'me of rape. That did pay me reason to pause and cerebrate about that one. No way she could prove or even point a finger at me about drugs. blaze, 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 hard to get over a hangover at my age.

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

"Hey there St. David, I heard a couple of hearsay about you. Do you make some sentence to verbalise ?"

"Absolutely !"I replied.

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

I took a inscrutable breath and began to tell him the floor,"Mr. Jaxson, technically speaking, I haven't been fired…. yet. According to my attorney, my contract only allows them to send away 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 matter, but I'm sure that Sasha has a fast one up her sleeve. I don't want to go into what I suspect over the phone, but maybe in someone, when I see you side by side time my suspicions would be sound discussed. However, do you commemorate when I met you the low gear time ?"

"Well, yes I do. Which is why my offer is still on the tabular array. I would love for you to make out work for me. Top flying citizenry, such as yourself, are a rarified find."

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

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

"Yes. She has bruised ribs, but nothing more severe 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 travel ?"Mr. Jaxson inquired.

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

"That sounds howling. St. David, once you get the clearance from her medico and call my assistant, I will be sending my jet for you and Jill. I think a hebdomad here in New 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 tomentum with cute straight cut bangs. picket pelt. An ass and chest most men would bed to see on their wife and, the aphrodisiac matter of all about her…. her personality and brainpower. Yes, Jill, to me, is the total package.

As I just sat in the professorship, I heard Jill say,"hello, Earth to David."

I smiled at her. My mind could be a thousand miles away and yet her seraphic voice would bestow me home.

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

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

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

"wellspring, why don't you just Koran a trajectory 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 MD, I'm supposed to call his secretary and they will beam their personal jet for us."

"WHAT ? ? ? ? Oh, my gawd. That would be so amazing. I've never even been on a private jet. I've flown all over the world in the Marines, usually those big C130's, but never have I ever had the chance to even ill-use on a common soldier jet. Oh, David, I think this calls for a ‘ kickshaw ’."Jill said with excitement in her voice.

"Oh really ? What kind of kickshaw did you have in mind ?"I said to her with a wicked grin.

"Let me show you."

Jill got up off the couch and sauntered over to me. I was still sitting in the electric chair as she reached down and began to unbutton my loose-fitting Cuban-style shirt. Her soft hired man went inside my shirt and caressed my chest of drawers. She tweaked my teat giggling as she did that.

I reached up and pulled her caput down level with mine. As our lips met, we both opened our mouths a small bit allowing our tongues to entwine. I softly bit her lower lip. She let out a modest moan. Somewhere in the back of my head, I was worried about her rib injury. Could we get through a love-making session ? Would I end up hurting her ? Is she prosperous enough to go through with our physical amour ? Lots and lots of interrogation swirled around in my question while I was kissing her.

My own reason won out and I decided that she will say me if there's an issue. However, BE GENTLE my head screamed.

As we were in a aphrodisiacal lip ignition lock, I could feel my humanity stirring. It has been 2 workweek since we have even attempted to try intimacy. I felt her breathing get myopic and short as we kept the sorcerous kiss.

While we were kissing, I reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse. With my early hand, I untucked the blouse from her dungaree. As I finished unbuttoning her blouse, I gently slipped it off her shoulders. I caressed her neck, remembering that this was one of the erogenous zones on her soundbox. I broke from our buss. I stood up and put my arms around Jill. I leaned into her whacking and kissing her neck. I licked from the shoulders 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 shoulders. She began unbuckling the belt I had on holding my denim 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 hap !

When she finished unbuckling my bash, she unsnapped my dungaree and let them dangle to the flooring. At the same time, I began unsnapping her jeans and let them fall to the level also.

We held each other, trying to resist the animalistic lust 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 good care of me…. ever !"Jill responded.

I gently reached down and picked her up and began walking towards the bedchamber. Once in there, I laid her down in the midsection of the bed. I removed the eternal sleep of her attire until she was completely naked in front of me.

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

I tugged on her nipples, gently. I ran my fingers around the areolas. I kept kissing her neck hearing her moan soft piddling moans. Her ventilation was sporadic to say the least. lashings of panting, quick shallow breaths.

I moved down from her neck to her beautiful breast. I licked, nibbled, and sucked as very much as her terrific boobs into my mouth as would fit. I heard a subdued moan escape her lips.

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

My pecker was aching. It wanted to be touched, caressed, yanked, swallowed, or any of the dozens of things that might happen to my humanity tonight. I felt Jill's sonant hands working their way down to my rock-hard cock. To storm her, I shifted my spatial relation so that I was between her legs, out of her grasp.

I softly put her ankle joint upon my shoulder, being as gentle as potential. My cock school principal was now touching the entering to her dearest hole. I could both feel and smell the wetness her cunny had produced. I gently pushed the headway of my cock into her. She let out a long inscrutable 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 glob against her ass. Rhythmically, I began the in and out apparent movement. I kept the see-saw action going gently as I did not want to hurt her rib.

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

I began to quicken my footstep. My cock was feeling her cervix at the tip of my cockhead. In and out, repeatedly picking up more and more than speed but still trying to be as patrician as potential.

My mind drifted off a bit. Tina flashed into my brain while I was making love to my wife. What the hellhole ? Why am I thinking of Tina, NOT NOW I thought to myself… ? NOT FUCKING NOW ! What the pit is going on ? Why am I thinking about Tina ? I'm in the middle of making beloved to my wife…. what the blaze is going on ? While my intellect was in a state of upheaval, Jill playfully kicked me on the English of the head.

"Huh ?"Was all I could manage.

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

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

I began to increase my fucking. I pushed in as bass 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 lecherousness that I had not seen before, even when we were at that hotel the first base time.

Without any warning, Jill arched her back and let out a screaming, 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 cock, which was now balls trench into her. Faster and immobile I went. I felt my musket ball start to tighten up. 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, screwing making love YOU !"

With that, Jill came as hard as I did. Her legs tried to straighten out, but they were locked onto my shoulder joint. I felt her whole-body spasm again and again. I felt my putz being bathed in her lovemaking succus. I kept my regular recurrence going in and out, repeatedly.

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

When without monition,"OW, OW, OW…. fuck, that hurts"Jill said, wincing.

I stopped. I didn't move. I held my breath. My brain going a thousand miles a second."What the hell did I just do ?"I thought to myself.

CHAPTER 2

As I knelt there stock-still, there was a meretricious 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 straw man room access getting madder with each step. As I reached the front doorway, I yelled,"Who the the pits is it ?"

Silence.

The knocking/pounding on the front end door had stopped. I heard a faint sound coming from the early side of the doorway. Jill's house didn't have a peep hole to see whom was on the early side of the doorway. I unlocked the bolt. I unlocked the door knob. I opened the door only to see soul 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 verbalize, but no speech came out. rip flowed. prig bubbles. What seemed like eternal drool escaped her egotistical 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 gravid leather couch and sat her down.

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

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

All I could deal to say was,"aliveness room now"

Jill grabbed her robe that was draped over her dressing chair and put it on. She left the bedroom quickly. When she got to the living room, she stood there stunned. Sitting on her couch was a bruised, flap, and battered Tina. unable to discontinue the crying. ineffective to breathe. Essentially in a United States Department of State of shock and bewilderment.

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

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

"Already doing that Hun."

When I got into the bread and butter elbow room with the towels and ice, I saw Jill kneeling in strawman of Tina. She held her hired 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 electric refrigerator ’.

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 wipe Tina's center, nose, and what drool she could off her cheeks, chin, and neck.

Tina continued to sob.

As I stood there, I felt like a swag chump. 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 anger. Not at this moment, at least.

Jill gently kept wiping. I went back into the kitchen to get a pot of warm water and brought it out to Jill. She made a mouth gesture of a candy 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 rakehell stain at the shoulder. Even though her tee shirt was maroon in colouring material, to me at least, it looked like line of descent. I reached towards the shoulder and pointed the smirch out to Jill without saying a intelligence. Jill's center got big.

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

I walked around Jill to the early slope of Tina. I sat down on the couch, which caused Tina to shift and funk in botheration. With the softest touch, I began to finger her broken consistence to try and discover the extent of her trauma.

I touched her left forearm. It showed preindication of contusion. One on the bottom of her wrist looked like a with child quarter round print bruise. I checked her bicep. It showed signs of redness. ‘ Rope burn'I thought to myself. I gently touched her shoulder and felt. It didn't seem like anything was broken, at least not in that specific spot.

Jill motioned for us to swop side 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.

Silence, except for more split and to a greater extent sobbing.

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

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

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

Jill said she knew whom to send for for help. She asked me to get her cadre telephone set. I had not sat down on the couch for fear of hurting Tina again. Since I was already standing, I hustled to Jill's bedroom and grabbed her phone. I quickly returned to the living room and handed the speech sound to Jill.

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

I asked the unanswered head 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 guys"

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

Jill, put her exponent finger to her lips 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 shake of her head, telling me not to say anything more.

Again, there was a belt on the doorway. Jill just pointed to the threshold. I went to the doorway, unlocked it, and opened it to see a beautiful woman standing there with a black 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 theatre. 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 want me to assist or should I look in the kitchen to impart you privacy ?"I asked.

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

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

All three of us waited for an answer.

"alright"Tina said in almost a whisper.

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

The medico started with a forcible 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 pocket-size end table that had a single drawer on it. She pulled out a pen and a small yellow-bellied tablet.

Apparently, Jill knew what the doctor needed to give done. Someone to list all the detriment parts of Tina's body, the doctor took nearly an hour touch, jabbing, prodding, and moving various physical structure parts Jill filled up an entire page with the localisation of pain on Tina's body.

"Tina, could you please repeal your blazonry over your psyche, so I can hit your tee shirt ?"the doctor asked.

"I don't think I can. My right-hand shoulder hurts too much."Tina replied.

I pointed to what I thought was a blood stain at the top of her right shoulder joint. 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 paper down to go get scissor hold. She returned a few instant 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 skin. The lineage had coagulated. The medico went to touch it and Tina flinched so punishing that she shrieked in pain sensation. The Dr. reached into her black bag and pulled out a syringe and an inebriant rub. She wiped a office on the arm with the collarbone injury and gave Tina the shooting. It only took a few seconds for Tina to slide by 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 sofa 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 dire need of serious medical checkup help. She has multiple bruise, a broken bone-maybe two, great deal of bruising. I'm sure that she has been raped but I didn't verification for that. She needed to slumber. 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 former boss and the ‘ goon'squad."

"well then Jill, narrate me who the guy is, and I'll get the authorities involved. She's been brutally molested and clearly needs more medical examination care than I can give her here."The Doctor plied back.

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

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

The medico went on to say that we should yell the Police, the Sheriff, or a law enforcement grouping to have her photographed and checked for intimate assault. They will then put her under their protective care until she regains consciousness and can make her own decisions.

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

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

"Well, SHE had her band of tough do the literal dirty work. Her name 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, David, do you have someone in law enforcement that you can trust ?"

"Um, yes…kind of…. Sgt. President Andrew Johnson of the police force department.

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

I said that I would address and stepped onto the backwards patio to make the call. I gave him a promptly 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 know something drastic has happened that Jill and I needed to handle, before we could trip 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 star sign, I saw Jill reply the figurehead door. Sgt. Johnson was standing there with 2 additional people. Jill let them all in. She introduced Dr. Ronda to all the law enforcement.

Jill, the doc, and I took Sgt. Johnson and his team into the kitchen to talk.

Sgt. Johnson introduced the two the great unwashed he had with him.

"Jill, Saint David, this is Mad Anthony Wayne Ted Williams. He's on our wild crimes team. This with him is Valerie Davis. She is in our intimate crimes'unit of measurement. He also mentioned that their forensic grounds people 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 sexual abuse and since she didn't have a rape kit with her, she was unable to swan any sexual assault.

It took more than 3 hr for the Police to comport their probe and need their photographs. As they finished up, they had an ambulance arrive to ravish Tina to the hospital that Dr. Ronda worked. Sgt. Johnson thanked us, gave us another of his cards 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 sexual love since the day's activeness were so emotionally draining.

CHAPTER 4

Jill was the first to ignite the next sunup. I was holding her, my front man to her back with an arm draped over her mid-section. To wake me, Jill wiggled her beautiful ass which had my soft dick resting against her quip. She wiggled again, this time with a bit more force trying to wake me.

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

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

"Whatever you have in intellect, YES !"I said, much Sir Thomas 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 concentrated cock a prompt yank. I ran my finger's breadth up and down her crack. I spit into my hand and wiped the saliva on my turncock. I spit again rubbing that into her ass.

We stayed on our side. 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 lube for Jill's ass. I laid the head of my rooster, that had a droplet of pre-cum on the tip at the entrance to her anal rosebud. Slowly, very slowly, I pushed forward. Once the nous of my cock entered her, I stopped. I waited patiently for her anatomical sphincter to relax. When I felt that happen, I slowly pushed forward. When I felt my pelvis reached her heavy beautiful ass impertinence, I held still allowing her meter to adjust.

She pushed back onto me. I began to withdraw and came almost all the way out only stopping before my bulbous capitulum 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 mitt, like yesterday and I would pain her again.

"David let's change positions. I would like you to take aim me from behind. It just seems sexier and a little spicy, like our first meter in the hotel."Jill quipped.

I backed my rigid shaft out of her and rolled away to give her room on the bed to get herself up on all Little Joe. 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 lubricant. I squeezed some out onto her ass rosebud and some more onto my dick.

Gently, I pushed myself back into Jill's tight back door 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 commence to moan louder and louder. I reached under her and began massaging her clit. I kept making short tight circles on her clit while my blade concentrated peter was invading her ass over and over.

Jill had moved past moaning into full-on panting. Her occasional moans were closer to that of a ululation wolf. Her breathing was shallow and stuttered. I was still making little rope around her clit. She started balling her hands into small fist.

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

I felt her anal pit clamping down on my cock, which in crook caused me to begin my own orgasm.

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

When we finished orgasming, we both stopped. I withdrew my deflating cock and rolled off her. We both laid there for a distich of instant gathering our breath. Her cadre phone rang.

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

Jill put her finger to her back talk signaling me to stay quiet.

"how-do-you-do, Sgt. Johnson, this is Jill Morgan. Yes, I'm mulct, thank you for asking. I called to let you get it on that Tina is awake. The accusation nursemaid just called me saying that she is asking for Saint David and me……what ? Oh, the charge nursemaid just called you also…. wonderful. Then, we'll see you at the hospital in a few instant. Ok, see you shortly. Bye."

"Get up, get your ass into the shower for a quick cascade. You've got less than 5 hour to shower. Noooooo, don't give 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 mysterious breath and rolled out of bed, disappointed that we didn't polish off our love making. I hustled to the shower and took a quick one, 6 minutes later I was out of the lavatory and turned it over to Jill.

9 minute after she began her shower, she was finished. Quite possibly the fastest shower by a fair sex that I have ever known. I thought to myself, ‘ someone should foretell Ripley's ’. I heard the hair's-breadth dryer get up. I opened a match of dresser drawers to get cleanse dress to wear. I slid on boxers, a gabardine tee shirt, inkiness shorts and my favorite sparkle blueness bowling style shirt.

I heard the haircloth 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 windsock and sneakers, picked up my keys/wallet/cell telephone set. being ready, I left the bedroom to waitress for Jill. I headed to the kitchen to make Jill a cup of her favorite coffee…. Sumatra

By the meter the Keurig had the coffee ready, Jill came out of the sleeping room ready to go.

"shucks, 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 pledge my coffee while you drive like a dotty man."Jill said.

We turned out the lights, locked the strawman door and got into my car. It only took a few minute of arc to get to the hospital. Jill and I remained quiet during the drive. I felt as if Jill was in rich thought. Even though she didn't say anything, her font just had that ‘ far away'look.

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

"WHAT ?"

"I think I may have a plan, but I need a twosome of thing first, before I tell you any of the contingent. 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. Andrew Johnson waiting at the elevator. We rode in secrecy 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 chocolate smells wonderful. What trade name is it ? At the station we only get tatty coffee tree. Maxwell house, Folgers, store brand name, Chock-Full-O'en. Whatever they can rule cheap. I know it seems petty, but they think that bad deep brown is ok. Disappointing if you ask me."

"It's Sumatra. I don't remember which brand it is, but the portmanteau is my ducky. Dark, fertile, and wide-cut 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 take after Sgt. Johnson as he seemed to know where he was going.

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

Sgt. Lyndon Baines 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. Samuel 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 amount aid. I think he has some interrogative for you about what happened to you."

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

"Tina, as Jacques Louis David said, my gens is Sargent President Johnson. How lots do you remember from what happened to you last night ?"

"Well…"Tina paused

"I don't remember how I got to Jill's house. I seem to vaguely recall 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 involve to do this right field now ?"

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

The officer asked in a gentle look ‘ 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 depend at Tina, but my core ached. I kept thinking to myself,"Did I get this ? Did she get hurt because of me ?"

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

The three of us left the hospital 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 news must suffer been dire. I looked down at the trading floor trying not to tear-up. My fondness ached. I kept going over and over in my promontory ‘ 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 head 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 deal tightly waiting for the news.

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

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

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

"I mean, someone used something wooden on her female part. Probably, a broom handgrip 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 goon police squad raped her, but using a broom handle on her ? DAVID ? David ? What did we do ? ? ?"Jill said now beginning to cry.

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

"No, I'm not done……. Whatever they used on her did pot of home harm. At best there is a 50 % chance she will ever be capable to birth children."The MD said solemnly.

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

Sgt. Johnson spoke up,"physician, what about the former combat injury ? How grievous are they ? Will she be ok ?"

"wellspring, she has a weaken collarbone, a separated articulatio humeri, a severely bruised articulatio radiocarpea and elbow, and……. well…….and we found diacetylmorphine in her system."The doctor said.

With that terminal Bible, it hung in the air like a burning zeppelin.

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

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

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

"Doctor can the lab tell if she has a account of drug revilement or is there a possibility that she was forced to use the drugs ?"Sgt. LBJ asked.

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

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

"Let me learn 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 doc and Sgt. Lyndon Johnson left the room. I just stood there holding Jill.

"David, what do we do now ?"

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

We took a dyad of minutes to dry our center and reign in our emotions, but it was hard…. intemperate 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 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 keep it together. Jill sat in a chairwoman next to the head of Tina's bed holding her hand and quietly talking to her.

Me ? I sat in a chair at her feet. My mind in a swirl, as if I it was the center of a crack. All I did was sit there in a stupid secretiveness. I looked at Tina and kept thinking…. did I cause all this ? Did my lordliness 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 creative thinker kept going back to a poesy out of the old testament,"Vengeance is mine and compensation ; their foot shall slip in due prison term ; For the day of their calamity is at mitt, and the matter to get along festinate upon them."Deuteronomy 32:35.

"Jill, can you render me a dyad of min alone with Tina ?"I asked gently.

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

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

I got up from my chair and walked over to her. I cupped her facial expression with my hired hand as gently as I could.

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

"David, I knew, I just knew deep in my heart 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 most caring person and I fucked it up."Tina said to me in a vocalism barely audible.

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

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

I leaned in and kissed her on each nerve, on the os frontale, 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 calendar week. We must head out of township. We're always usable on our cell phones. Is there anything we can get you from your…. ?"My backtalk almost said those Bible."From your home"but I remembered that she lived with Sasha.

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

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

CHAPTER 6

Jill and I walked in silence. We left the infirmary. Sgt. Johnson was remote talking on his cadre phone. When he saw us, he waved us over to him.

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

"David, Jill I've been out here hoping to overhear 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 stupid. Aren't you ?"

He read us like a volume. I guess all those years interacting with the world gave him a full sense of what people were thinking in clip 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 shock absorber on our face. Jill was stunned. I was stunned. Sgt. Johnson just stood there with a smile.

"Let me drive."Johnson said.

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

"Where to ?"Johnson asked.

"Happee, Happy Limo"Jill said.

"I just knew you two were going to point there. I called in a party favour 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 plump for stern. She smiled.

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

"It's Roger. Roger Johnson. My close protagonist call me RJ."He answered.

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

"Jill are you hitting on me ?"he said with a vast smiling on his face.

"No. I just know mortal who would be occupy in you."Jill replied.

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

"well, if you mean person who tries to insert masses to other mass, so they can be happy…. then yes, I'm one of THEM."Jill said with a mephistophelean grin.

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

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

We pulled into a parking spot in front line 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 piece of work for the limousine company."The security guard said pointing to me.

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

"What can I do for you military officer ?"

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

"Yes sir."

We headed over to the lift. When we arrived to the 8th floor we were met by RJ's crony from the police force force.

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

"Yes"

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

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

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

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

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

"fountainhead, thank you ma'am. Where can I detect Sasha ?"

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

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

"well, I guess that would be me."

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

"Deloris, Deloris Mitchell."

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

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

"Jacques Louis David, I think you should stay out here. Jill can some with us, but you should just get hold 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 other two officers went into Sasha's office along with Deloris.

They were inside her office for more than an hour. I carefully kept an eye on the Twin Falls. They kept making outbound sound calls and looking very frustrated. They kept whispering back and Forth River, 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 clear plastic bags that looked to be sealed. Jill had an armful of single file. She motioned for me to connect them.

I said my goodbyes to Paula, slipping a business enterprise calling card with my 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 third house. We all rode silently.

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

We left the hall and headed to the cars. RJ said thank you to the other 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 various files under her arm. We decided to head up to see Tina before leaving the hospital. I took the file cabinet from Jill and put them in the trunk of our car.

We went inside the hospital and up to Tina's floor 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 repast. She cut the meatloaf in to small manageable sting. She kept alternating between the Daucus carota sativa slices, the mashed murphy, and the meat loaf feeding her slowly.

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

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

We stayed Thomas More than 2 hr in the room with Tina. At some peak, Tina began nodding off as her consistence needed some slumber. Jill kissed Tina on the top of her brain again. I walked over to Tina and kissed her lightly on her lips as she was starting to dose off.

Jill and I left.

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

Jill asked if we could discontinue for some food as she realized that she was very hungry. I pulled into this sizeable chicken plaza. We got out and went inside to have a relaxing meal. While we stood in wrinkle, 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 planer 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 carry. Jill made a telephone set call from the table ordering a limo…. but from a competitor…. blackness Car Limo.

I just smiled and shook my head. Her sense of humor was delightful.

I sat there amazed at how in just a short-circuit prison term, my life had turned for the salutary. Here I am sitting with a wonderfully beautiful woman, who I'm married to. We have a architectural plan for things to get better for us and our friends. And…. we're going to deliver a little lady friend in just a few dead months.

Yes, life sentence 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 ( respectable or bad ) so I can continue to craft my fib for all…. Thanks, Paul .