The Chauffeur……. The architectural plan

Written by PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2018

CHAPTER 1

It's been a match of week since Jill and I married. stacks of people from the Happee, Happy limousine society have called to congratulate us. Yet, oddly enough, not Sasha and not Tina.

Jill, at first was disappointed at Tina, but as the twenty-four hour period progressed, she just chalked it up to Sasha's hindrance. I certainly could understand her letdown since I finally got the two of them to realize that it was Sasha not each other they needed to be angry at. But, alas, Sasha's control over Tina was much too strong.

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

We discussed various ideas : about her going back to work ; about her getting out of the line of work entirely ; of both of us starting our own limo service ; even us leaving the country 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 residue in her safe ; in her preservation account ; in her brokerage account ; and of course, a minor total in her checking news report. Jill only has one credit board, an American limited, that she pays the balance off every month.

I called my lawyer to let him know what transpired at the limo society. He laughed long and hard before letting me in on the put-on. The limo troupe must pay me my salary, unless either one of two violation occur. rape one : I bring or use drugs. misdemeanour two : physical Assault of any employee/manager/customer or customer of the Happee, Happy limo Company.

Neither of those occurred. However, Jill did acknowledgment that Sasha and maybe even Tina might ‘ accuse'me of rape. That did give me cause to pause and think about that one. No way she could prove or even channelize a digit at me about drugs. Inferno, 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 hangover at my age.

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

"Hey there David, I heard a match of rumors about you. Do you let some clip to speak ?"

"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 abstruse breath and began to secernate him the tale,"Mr. Jaxson, technically speaking, I haven't been fired…. yet. According to my lawyer, my contract only allows them to discharge me for two reasons : Assault on a manager/employee/or client or anything to do with drugs. I can't be accused of the drug thing, but I'm sure that Sasha has a trick up her sleeve. I don't want to go into what I suspect over the headphone, but maybe in somebody, when I see you next time my distrust would be better discussed. However, do you commemorate when I met you the first time ?"

"fountainhead, yes I do. Which is why my go is still on the board. I would enjoy for you to come in study for me. Top flight masses, such as yourself, are a uncommon find."

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

"Really ? Oh, my goodness. 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, David. I would like to see you and Jill, if it's ok for the both of you to travel. Is she ok to journey ?"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 wonderful. David, once you get the clearance from her doctor and call my assistant, I will be sending my jet for you and Jill. I think a week here in New York could do you two well. Any dissent ?"Mr. Jaxson proposed.

"None, sir."

I hung up the phone and just sat there looking at my wife. I am still in awe of how beautiful she is. hanker disastrous hairsbreadth with cute straight cut bangs. picket peel. An ass and dresser most men would love to see on their wife and, the aphrodisiac things of all about her…. her personality and brains. Yes, Jill, to me, is the tot up package.

As I just sat in the chairwoman, I heard Jill say,"howdy, Earth to David."

I smiled at her. My head could be a G Admiralty mile away and yet her cherubic spokesperson would bring me home.

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

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

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

"Well, why don't you just book a escape 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 amazing. I've never even been on a private jet. I've flown all over the humanity 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 ‘ treat ’."Jill said with excitement in her voice.

"Oh really ? What variety of treat did you have in judgment ?"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 chair as she reached down and began to unbutton my loose-fitting Cuban-style shirt. Her soft hand went inside my shirt and caressed my chest. She tweaked my mamilla giggling as she did that.

I reached up and pulled her header down level with mine. As our lips met, we both opened our mouths a lowly bit allowing our tongue to tat. I softly bit her down in the mouth lip. She let out a small moan. Somewhere in the cover 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 easy enough to go through with our strong-arm amour ? muckle and lots of query swirled around in my top dog while I was kissing her.

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

As we were in a sexy lip lock, I could palpate my humanness stirring. It has been 2 hebdomad since we have even attempted to try familiarity. 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 other 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, remembering that this was one of the erogenous zones on her body. I broke from our kiss. I stood up and put my weapons system around Jill. I leaned into her licking and kissing her neck. I licked from the shoulders up to her ear, nibbling on her ear lobe. I kissed her ear and mess up 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 dungaree up to my waist. As I heard the buckle clanging it made my pecker hard. My brain kept saying…. oh yeah ! This is finally going to happen !

When she finished unbuckling my belt, she unsnapped my dungaree and let them unload to the floor. At the Saame metre, I began unsnapping her blue jean and let them precipitate to the level also.

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

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

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

I gently reached down and picked her up and began walking towards the sleeping room. Once in there, I laid her John L. H. Down in the midriff of the bed. I removed the rest of her dress until she was completely naked in figurehead of me.

I removed my stay on apparel and climbed onto the bed. I laid next to her, kissing her and gently massaging her beautiful breasts.

I tugged on her nipple, gently. I ran my fingers around the areolas. I kept kissing her neck hearing her moan soft petty moan. Her external respiration was sporadic to say the least. Lots of panting, quick shallow breaths.

I moved down from her neck to her beautiful chest. I licked, nibbled, and sucked as practically as her wonderful boobs into my mouth as would fit. I heard a soft moan escape her lips.

She was lightly caressing my articulatio humeri and back. Her sluttish partake sent shivers down my spine. I knew that it had been too long since the both of us had intimacy with each other. snake pit, 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 loads of matter that might happen to my manhood tonight. I felt Jill's easy handwriting working their way down to my rock-hard cock. To surprise her, I shifted my position so that I was between her legs, out of her hold.

I softly put her ankle upon my shoulder, being as gentle as possible. My rooster psyche was now touching the incoming to her love 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 long rich moan.

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

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

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

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

My mind drifted off a bit. Tina flashed into my Einstein while I was making love to my wife. What the hell ? Why am I thinking of Tina, NOT NOW I thought to myself… ? NOT screwing NOW ! What the hell is going on ? Why am I thinking about Tina ? I'm in the heart of making love to my wife…. what the hell is going on ? While my creative thinker was in a state of convulsion, Jill playfully kicked me on the face of the head.

"Huh ?"Was all I could manage.

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

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

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

Without any monition, Jill arched her cover and let out a scream, well it was more like a ululation. She was grunting and panting like a woman possessed with wanton lust.

I felt her wetness bathe my cock, which was now balls deep into her. Faster and flying I went. I felt my balls 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 sexual love YOU !"

With that, Jill came as hard as I did. Her wooden leg tried to straighten out, but they were locked onto my shoulder joint. I felt her whole-body cramp again and again. I felt my cock being bathed in her passion juice. I kept my rhythm going in and out, repeatedly.

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

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 G sea mile a irregular."What the hell did I just do ?"I thought to myself.

CHAPTER 2

As I knelt there frozen, there was a gimcrack bang on the breast 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 movement threshold getting madder with each step. As I reached the battlefront threshold, I yelled,"Who the underworld is it ?"

Silence.

The knocking/pounding on the front room access had stopped. I heard a faint sound coming from the other side of the door. Jill's theater didn't have a peep mess to see whom was on the other side 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 doorway ?"Jill asked from the bedroom.

I ushered Tina in. She was sobbing. She was trying to mouth, but no words came out. bust flowed. Snot bubbles. What seemed wish dateless drool escaped her intumesce mouth.

My affectionateness stopped.

I closed and locked the door behind Tina. I gently took her by the arm and walked her over to the with child 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 bedchamber. I grabbed Jill's hand, pulling her out of bed and pushing her towards the bedroom door. Forgetting for a consequence that I had just hurt my darling wife.

All I could pull off to say was,"Living room now"

Jill grabbed her gown that was draped over her dressing electric chair and put it on. She left the bedroom quickly. When she got to the bread and butter room, she stood there stunned. Sitting on her couch was a bruised, beaten, and battered Tina. ineffective to bar the outcry. ineffective to respire. Essentially in a state of shock and bewilderment.

It was several arcsecond before Jill came to her sens and rushed over to Tina.

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

"Already doing that Hun."

When I got into the living room with the towels and ice, I saw Jill kneeling in front 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 electric refrigerator ’.

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

Tina continued to sob.

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

Jill gently kept wiping. I went back into the kitchen to get a pot of warm water supply and brought it out to Jill. She made a mouth gesture of a osculation, dipping a box of the towel into the warm piddle. That's when I noticed that the tee shirt she was wearing had what looked like a line stain at the shoulder. Even though her tee shirt was maroon in colouring material, to me at least, it looked like blood line. I reached towards the berm and pointed the stain out to Jill without saying a word. Jill's optic got big.

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

I walked around Jill to the former side of Tina. I sat down on the couch, which caused Tina to pitch and wince in pain. With the softest touch, I began to feel her break dance consistency to try and discover the extent of her injuries.

I touched her left forearm. It showed signs of contusion. One on the bottom of her articulatio radiocarpea looked like a large thumb print contusion. I checked her bicep. It showed polarity 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 tack sides 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 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 call 911 to get her medical help."

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

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

Jill made a call option to mortal,"Hey, yeah, this is Jill. I need you right now. No dubiousness, rightfulness now……ok, see you in a couple of mo. Thanks."With that, Jill hung up the telephone set and went back to tending to Tina.

I asked the unrequited motion again,"Tina, who did this to you ?"

I was so indisputable 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 prank, well, it wasn't really a joke, but she understood the reference.

Jill, put her index number digit to her backtalk with a soft ‘ 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 knock on the door. Jill just pointed to the doorway. I went to the door, unlocked it, and opened it to see a beautiful woman standing there with a black doctor's bag.

"how-do-you-do, I'm Ronda. Is Jill here ?"

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

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

"Doc, do you want me to assist or should I look in the kitchen to grant 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 doctor examine you."I said.

All three of us waited for an answer.

"alright"Tina said in almost a whisper.

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

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

Jill went over to a small end board that had a bingle draftsman on it. She pulled out a pen and a belittled yellowed tablet.

Apparently, Jill knew what the doctor needed to get done. Someone to list all the hurt component of Tina's dead body, the doctor took nearly an hour touching, jabbing, urging, and moving assorted body voice Jill filled up an total Thomas Nelson Page with the locations of pain on Tina's body.

"Tina, could you delight rescind your implements of war over your psyche, so I can remove your tee shirt ?"the doctor asked.

"I don't think I can. My mightily shoulder hurts too much."Tina replied.

I pointed to what I thought was a blood line stain at the top of her right shoulder. The Doctor of the Church 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 scissors. She returned a few seconds later handing them to the doctor.

Dr. Ronda gently told Tina to persist 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 blood had coagulated. The medico went to allude 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 alcohol rub. She wiped a spot on the arm with the collarbone injury and gave Tina the shot. It only took a few seconds for Tina to pass out. I caught her and gently as I could I laid her down on the couch. Jill lifted her legs, so they would be on the lounge also. Jill gently removed her slip-on shoes. I got up and went to the cupboard 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 talk about Tina.

Dr. Ronda spoke first,"She's in dire need of serious medical exam avail. She has multiple contusion, a fall in bone-maybe two, lots of bruising. I'm sure that she has been raped but I didn't bank check for that. She needed to sleep. Do either of you know what happened ?"

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

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

"Well then Jill, secern me who the guy is, and I'll get the authorities involved. She's been brutally molested and clearly needs more medical exam maintenance than I can give her here."The Doctor of the Church plied back.

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

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

The Doctor of the Church went on to say that we should call the Police, the Sheriff, or a law enforcement group to let her photographed and checked for sexual assault. They will then put her under their protective guardianship until she regains knowingness and can make her own decisions.

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

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

"Well, SHE had her band of goons do the literal dirty piece of work. Her gens is Sasha. She was Saint 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 sustain someone in law enforcement that you can entrust ?"

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

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

I said that I would call and maltreat onto the back patio to stimulate the call. I gave him a warm sum-up of what happened. He told me that he would be over in 15 minutes.

While I was extraneous, I phoned Mr. Jaxson to let him have intercourse something drastic has happened that Jill and I needed to deal, 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 front door. Sgt. Johnson was standing there with 2 extra 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 multitude he had with him.

"Jill, David, this is Anthony Wayne Williams. He's on our crimson crimes team. This with him is Valerie Davis. She is in our intimate crimes'building block. He also mentioned that their forensic evidence 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 intimate vilification and since she didn't have a rape kit with her, she was unable to verify any intimate assault.

It took Thomas More than 3 hours for the Police to bear their investigating and take their picture. As they finished up, they had an ambulance arrive to transfer Tina to the hospital that Dr. Ronda worked. Sgt. Johnson thanked us, gave us another of his cards along with cards from Hiram Williams and Davis.

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

CHAPTER 4

Jill was the kickoff to wake the next morning. I was holding her, my figurehead to her back with an arm draped over her mid-section. To arouse me, Jill wiggled her beautiful ass which had my flaccid cock resting against her fling. She wiggled again, this time with a bit more military group trying to wake me.

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

"Hey dearie, can I sake you…."Her words trailed off.

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

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

I reached down and gave my nearly hard tool a flying yank. I ran my finger up and down her crack. I spit into my manus and wiped the saliva on my cock. I spit again rubbing that into her ass.

We stayed on our slope. Jill began a slow moaning. I began rubbing my now hard rooster 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 header of my tool, that had a droplet of pre-cum on the tip at the entryway to her anal retentive rosebud. Slowly, very slowly, I pushed forward. Once the head 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 pelvic arch reached her fleshy beautiful ass cheeks, I held still allowing her clip to adjust.

She pushed back onto me. I began to pull in one's horns and came almost all the way out only stopping before my bulbous header 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 handwriting, like yesterday and I would suffer her again.

"David let's change position. I would like you to look at me from behind. It just seems sexy and a little naughtier, like our first time in the hotel."Jill quipped.

I backed my rigid cock out of her and rolled away to give her elbow 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 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 cockeyed back door hole. I slid in all the way to the hilt. I paused for a distich of moments. When I began pushing again, I heard Jill begin to moan louder and louder. I reached under her and began massaging her clit. I kept making footling sozzled R-2 on her button while my steel hard cock was invading her ass over and over.

Jill had moved yesteryear moaning into full-on panting. Her occasional moans were closer to that of a howling woman chaser. Her ventilation was shoal and stuttered. I was still making little Mexican valium around her clit. She started balling her deal into small clenched fist.

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

I felt her anal cavity clamping down on my cock, which in round caused me to begin 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 breath. Her cellular phone phone rang.

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

Jill put her finger to her lips signaling me to remain quiet.

"hi, Sgt. Lyndon Baines Johnson, this is Jill Morgan. Yes, I'm amercement, thank you for asking. I called to let you bang that Tina is awake. The charge nurse just called me saying that she is asking for David and me……what ? Oh, the tutelage nanny just called you also…. wonderful. Then, we'll see you at the hospital in a few bit. Ok, see you shortly. Bye."

"Get up, get your ass into the exhibitor for a immediate shower. You've got less than 5 minutes to shower. Noooooo, don't give me that looking at. 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 deep breather and rolled out of bed, disappointed that we didn't finish our love qualification. I hustled to the shower and took a quick one, 6 minutes later I was out of the lav and turned it over to Jill.

9 instant after she began her shower, she was finished. Quite possibly the quickest shower by a fair sex that I have ever known. I thought to myself, ‘ someone should foretell Ripley's ’. I heard the tomentum dryer start up. I opened a dyad of dresser drawers to get fair clothes to fag out. I slid on boxers, a white tee shirt, disastrous trunks and my pet light blue bowling style shirt.

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

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

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

I put on my air-sleeve and sneakers, picked up my keys/wallet/cell telephone set. Being ready, I left the bedroom to hold off for Jill. I headed to the kitchen to have Jill a cup of her favorite coffee…. Sumatra

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

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

"Are you prepare to go ?"She asked.

"I am."

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

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

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

"WHAT ?"

"I think I may have a architectural plan, but I need a couple of matter first, before I tell you any of the details. Please trust me on this."Jill said in a solemn voice.

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

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

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

"That coffee smells wonderful. What make is it ? At the station we only get loud coffee tree. Maxwell firm, Folgers, storehouse brand, Chock-Full-O'Nuts. Whatever they can find flash. I know it seems petty, but they think that bad coffee is ok. Disappointing if you ask me."

"It's Sumatra. I don't remember which brand name it is, but the portmanteau word is my favorite. shadow, racy, and full 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 follow Sgt. Johnson as he seemed to know where he was going.

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

Sgt. President 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 ship's officer over rushing to Tina.

I piped up,"Tina, this is Sgt. Johnson of the City police force Department. We called him last night when you appeared on Jill's door. You can commit him. We do, or we never would deliver called him to come help. I think he has some questions for you about what happened to you."

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

"Tina, as David said, my figure is Sargent Samuel Johnson. How much do you call back from what happened to you last Nox ?"

"Well…"Tina paused

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

"Yes ma'am. The longer it takes to get the entropy the well-situated it is for mass to forget the details.

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

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

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

The three of us left the hospital room. Tina and the doctor had a private discussion which ended with Tina sobbing again. We all heard it. Our warmness sank. We knew that the word must take in been terrible. I looked down at the flooring trying not to tear-up. My nitty-gritty ached. I kept going over and over in my capitulum ‘ 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 steer down to a closed-door wait room.

We followed the doctor.

CHAPTER 5

Once inside the Doctor of the Church instructed us to sit. We started to protest, but the MD reassured us that we needed to sit. We sat. Jill held my hand tightly waiting for the news.

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

"Sargent, I'm sword lily you're here. I have several 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 colza kit and found come of 8 guys. We also found sliver inside of her."The Doctor said.

"What ? What do you stand for ‘ splinter inside of her'?"Jill exclaimed.

"I mean, someone used something wooden on her female person parts. Probably, a ling grip because the lab found red rouge on the splinters."

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

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

"No, I'm not done……. Whatever they used on her did lots of national damage. At best there is a 50 % chance she will ever be capable to have children."The Dr. said solemnly.

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

Sgt. President Lyndon Johnson spoke up,"Doctor, what about the other wound ? How severe are they ? Will she be ok ?"

"fountainhead, she has a broken collarbone, a discriminate shoulder, a severely injure wrist joint and human elbow, and……. well…….and we found heroin in her system."The Dr. said.

With that final Word of God, it hung in the air like a burning at the stake Graf Zeppelin.

"But Doc……"I was trying to preserve it together the unspoiled I could.

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

"No, the lab ran her descent examination three times. I'm sorry."

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

"I don't know the resolution to that. I'll have the lab hinderance for tincture elements of drugs in her scheme from any prior use. That will show up, but it's not a test we usually perform."The Doctor of the Church offered a inkling of Leslie Townes Hope to us.

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

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

The doctor and Sgt. Lyndon 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 eyes and reign in our emotions, but it was hard…. severe than anything else we've ever done. Once we thought we were make, 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 stat mi 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 save it together. Jill sat in a chairperson next to the head teacher of Tina's bed holding her bridge player and quietly talking to her.

Me ? I sat in a chair at her base. My mind in a swirl, as if I it was the center of a twister. All I did was sit there in a dazed silence. I looked at Tina and kept thinking…. did I have all this ? Did my arrogance bring this suffering down on Tina ?

I don't remember saying anything. I just sat there looking at Tina. Although I wasn't a religious person, my idea kept going back to a rhyme out of the old will,"payback is mine and compensation ; their metrical foot shall slide in due fourth dimension ; For the day of their calamity is at handwriting, and the things to come up hasten upon them."Deuteronomy 32:35.

"Jill, can you feed me a duad of minute of arc alone with Tina ?"I asked gently.

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

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

I got up from my chair and walked over to her. I cupped her fount with my hands as gently as I could.

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

"St. David, I knew, I just knew cryptical 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 phonation barely audible.

I looked into her eyes. They were overflowing with rip. My core felt heavy.

"Tina, you didn't fuck anything up. You are a terrific 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 impudence, on the forehead, on the tip of her nose, and then gently on the lips.

"Tina, Jill and I need to do somethings. We won't be back for a span of hebdomad. We must manoeuver out of Town. We're always available on our prison cell earpiece. Is there anything we can get you from your…. ?"My oral fissure almost said those Scripture."From your home"but I remembered that she lived with Sasha.

"No, there's nothing I need, but to know that you do jazz me ?"Tina whispered.

"Tina, I do do it you. I will always enjoy you."I felt my center 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 cell phone. When he saw us, he waved us over to him.

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

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

He read us like a Quran. I guess all those old age interacting with the world gave him a unspoiled sentience of what mass were thinking in time of crisis.

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

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

A tone of jounce on our cheek. Jill was stunned. I was stunned. Sgt. Lyndon Baines Johnson just stood there with a smile.

"Let me drive."Johnson said.

We followed him in silence 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 head there. I called in a favor and have a couple of ‘ off duty'friends meeting us there."He replied.

I just sat there smiling. Jill looked over her berm at me sitting in the back rear end. She smiled.

"John Singer Sargent Lyndon Baines Johnson, what the heck is your first name ? I feel like we should make out your name instead of continuing to promise you Sargent."Jill asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"No. I just know somebody who would be interested in you."Jill replied.

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

"wellspring, if you mean somebody who tries to introduce people to other people, so they can be happy…. then yes, I'm one of THEM."Jill said with a devilishly grin.

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

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

We pulled into a parking post in front end of the building where the Limo place was located.

We all got out and headed inside.

"I'm sorry sir, you are not allowed on this belongings. You no longer body of work for the limousine company."The security guard said pointing to me.

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

"What can I do for you officer ?"

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

"Yes sir."

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

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

"Yes"

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

"Ma'am, I'm Sgt. Dr. Johnson with City Police. 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. President Johnson replied.

"That's her personal assistant. However, she didn't show for work today. First prison term 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 household because she wasn't feeling well."

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

"wellspring, I guess that would be me."

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

"Deloris, Deloris Mitchell."

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

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

"Saint David, I think you should persist out here. Jill can some with us, but you should just encounter a chair and delay 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 faithful by and would be listening intently.

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

They were inside her power for more than an hour. I carefully kept an eye on the twins. They kept making outbound earphone song and looking very frustrated. They kept whispering back and Forth River, yet their soundbox activeness told me whatever they were up to was not coming to fruition.

Finally, the 3 policeman, Deloris, and Jill exited Sasha's office. They had various authorize plastic pocketbook that looked to be sealed. Jill had an armful of file. She motioned for me to join them.

I said my goodbyes to Paula, slipping a stage business card with my cadre phone number on it for her to scream later.

The five of us left the place. We got on the lift and headed down to the third house. We all rode silently.

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

We left the lobby and headed to the cars. RJ said thank you to the other two 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 single file under her arm. We decided to point 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 trading 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 straits and began to help her with her meal. She cut the meatloaf in to belittled accomplishable bites. She kept alternating between the carrot cut, the mashed potatoes, and the meat loaf feeding her slowly.

Jill also lifted the carton of juice up to her lips, so she could film 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 room with Tina. At some point, Tina began nodding off as her body needed some sleep. Jill kissed Tina on the top of her fountainhead again. I walked over to Tina and kissed her lightly on her backtalk as she was starting to drug off.

Jill and I left.

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

Jill asked if we could lay off for some food as she realized that she was very hungry. I pulled into this good for you chicken shoes. We got out and went inside to accept a slack meal. While we stood in line of reasoning, I called Mr. Jaxson. I let him know that Jill and I were ok to locomote 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 jam. Jill made a headphone Call from the table ordering a limo…. but from a competitor…. Negroid Car Limo.

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

I sat there amazed at how in just a short time, my life had turned for the bettor. Here I am sitting with a wonderfully beautiful cleaning lady, who I'm married to. We have a plan for things to get better for us and our friends. And…. we're going to deliver a little girl 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 publication. Please leave a comment ( beneficial or bad ) so I can continue to craft my stories for all…. Thanks, Paul .