<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… Kimmie goes shy in front of the guys ... I go long! ... an arm around her and mash her mouth with mine ... a bit of tongue for her benefit and oh shit what the hell are you doing Chloe? ... but the guys! ... pull back…</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“Um, sorry. All an act!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… does she believe that? ... somehow I doubt it  ... we head for the door and out ... dig my valet pass out of my purse ... and keep my arm around Kimmie  hand over the pass …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">“You in a safe neighborhood baby? I'd hate to have the <abbr title="Range Rover">Rover</abbr> bruised. We could go to my place and park it in the underground!”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… give her another squeeze ... no clue where we end up tonight ... other than in bed next to each other ... that seems foretold …</em></span></span><br/>