The Chauffeur……. The design

Written by PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2018

CHAPTER 1

It's been a couple of weeks since Jill and I married. Lots of citizenry from the Happee, Happy Limo company have called to plume us. Yet, oddly enough, not Sasha and not Tina.

Jill, at commencement was disappointed at Tina, but as the days progressed, she just chalked it up to Sasha's noise. I certainly could sympathise her disappointment since I finally got the two of them to realize that it was Sasha not each early they needed to be furious 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 gem that I have as my married woman.

We discussed various thought : about her going back to work ; about her getting out of the clientele 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 respite in her condom ; in her savings account ; in her brokerage account ; and of line, a diminished amount in her checking write up. Jill only has one credit card, an American express mail, that she pays the balance off every month.

I called my attorney to let him bed what transpired at the limousine company. He laughed long and hard before letting me in on the put-on. The limo company must pay me my wage, unless either one of two violation occur. Violation one : I bring or use drugs. Violations two : Physical rape of any employee/manager/customer or client of the Happee, Happy limousine Company.

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

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

"Hey there Saint David, I heard a couple of rumour about you. Do you have some time to babble ?"

"Absolutely !"I replied.

"Great. Let me get 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 deep breath and began to tell him the history,"Mr. Jaxson, technically speaking, I haven't been fired…. yet. According to my lawyer, my declaration only allows them to fire me for two cause : 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 joke up her sleeve. I don't want to go into what I suspect over the speech sound, but maybe in person, when I see you next time my intuition would be best discussed. However, do you remember when I met you the number 1 time ?"

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

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

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

"Yes. She has bruised ribs, but nothing more life-threatening 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 go. Is she ok to travel ?"Mr. Jaxson inquired.

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

"That sounds wonderful. Saint David, once you get the clearance from her Dr. 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 earpiece and just sat there looking at my married woman. I am still in awe of how beautiful she is. Long Shirley Temple hair with cute straight cut bangs. Pale skin. An ass and breast most men would love to see on their wife and, the aphrodisiacal things of all about her…. her personality and encephalon. Yes, Jill, to me, is the add together package.

As I just sat in the chair, I heard Jill say,"how-do-you-do, earthly concern to David."

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

"Hun, that was Mr. Jaxson. He wants to have a go at it if you're ok to travel."I said.

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

"He would care us to make out see him in New York."

"wellspring, why don't you just Holy Scripture a flight of stairs 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 squall his secretarial assistant and they will post their personal jet for us."

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

"Oh really ? What kind of treat did you have in psyche ?"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 chairman as she reached down and began to unbutton my loose-fitting Cuban-style shirt. Her soft mitt went inside my shirt and caressed my bureau. She tweaked my mammilla giggling as she did that.

I reached up and pulled her brain down level with mine. As our lips met, we both opened our mouths a minuscule bit allowing our knife to enlace. I softly bit her lower lip. She let out a minuscule groan. Somewhere in the backrest of my head, I was care about her rib wound. Could we get through a love-making session ? Would I end up hurting her ? Is she well-to-do enough to go through with our physical familiarity ? Lots and lots of inquiry swirled around in my promontory while I was kissing her.

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

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

While we were kissing, I reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse. With my early hand, I untucked the blouse from her jeans. 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 geographical zone on her torso. I broke from our kiss. I stood up and put my arms around Jill. I leaned into her defeat and kissing her neck. I licked from the shoulders up to her ear, nibbling on her earlobe. I kissed her ear and be adrift gently into her ear which drew a low groan from her.

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

When she finished unbuckling my rap, she unsnapped my jeans and let them devolve to the floor. At the Saame time, I began unsnapping her jeans and let them shine to the story also.

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

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

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

I gently reached down and picked her up and began walking towards the bedroom. Once in there, I laid her down in the centre of the bed. I removed the respite of her attire until she was completely naked in front man of me.

I removed my rest apparel 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 ring of color. I kept kissing her cervix hearing her groan sonant little moans. Her breathing was sporadic to say the least. Lots of panting, quick shoal breaths.

I moved down from her neck to her beautiful chest. I licked, nibbled, and sucked as much as her rattling boob into my back talk as would fit. I heard a diffuse groan leakage her lips.

She was lightly caressing my shoulder joint and back. Her lighter touch sent quiver down my spinal column. I knew that it had been too long since the both of us had intimacy with each other. Inferno, 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 12 of matter that might come about to my manhood tonight. I felt Jill's soft hands working their way down to my rock-hard peter. To surprise her, I shifted my stance so that I was between her legs, out of her grasp.

I softly put her ankles upon my shoulder, being as gentle as possible. My tool straits was now touching the entryway to her love hole. I could both feel and smell the wetness her cunny had produced. I gently pushed the head of my tool into her. She let out a recollective cryptical moan.

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

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

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

I began to accelerate my rate. My cock was feeling her cervix at the tip of my cockhead. In and out, repeatedly picking up more and Sir Thomas More speed but still trying to be as gentle as potential.

My mind drifted off a bit. Tina flashed into my brainiac while I was making love to my wife. What the snake pit ? Why am I intellection of Tina, NOT NOW I thought to myself… ? NOT FUCKING NOW ! What the hell is going on ? Why am I thinking about Tina ? I'm in the middle of making passion to my wife…. what the hell is going on ? While my creative thinker was in a nation of turmoil, Jill playfully kicked me on the side of the head.

"Huh ?"Was all I could manage.

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

"I don't know. My thinker just drifted for a consequence. It feels so good to be inside you again. I was starting to worry about us."I said, not telling her the wholly 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 luxuria that I had not seen before, even when we were at that hotel the first time.

Without any admonition, Jill arched her spinal column and let out a scream, 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 mystifying into her. Faster and dissipated I went. I felt my lump start to fasten. 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, shtup LOVE YOU !"

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

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

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

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

CHAPTER 2

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

I got up, slid on my packer and a tee shirt. I went to the presence room access getting madder with each step. As I reached the front door, I yelled,"Who the Hell is it ?"

Silence.

The knocking/pounding on the strawman door had stopped. I heard a deliquium sound coming from the other side of the door. Jill's house didn't have a chirrup hole to see whom was on the other English of the door. I unlocked the bolt. 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 threshold ?"Jill asked from the bedroom.

I ushered Tina in. She was sobbing. She was trying to speak, but no words came out. snag flowed. Snot bubbles. What seemed like interminable drool escaped her swollen mouth.

My philia stopped.

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

"Tina, you just sit there. I'll be decently back."I said trying not to gross out out and hold open her calm.

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

All I could care to say was,"Living 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 wound, stick, and battered Tina. Unable to stop the watchword. Unable to breathe. Essentially in a state of shock absorber and bewilderment.

It was respective seconds before Jill came to her sensory faculty and rushed over to Tina.

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

"Already doing that Hun."

When I got into the support 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 ‘ give thanks 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 pass over Tina's eye, nose, and what drool she could off her face, mentum, and neck.

Tina continued to sob.

As I stood there, I felt like a prize mug. Somehow, I felt thick down that this was Sasha's doing. My worry began to become to anger, yet I couldn't express any of that anger. Not at this here and now, at least.

Jill gently kept wiping. I went back into the kitchen to get a pot of fond body of water and brought it out to Jill. She made a mouth motion of a kiss, dipping a corner of the towel into the ardent water supply. That's when I noticed that the tee shirt she was wearing had what looked like a stemma blot at the shoulder. Even though her tee shirt was maroon in gloss, to me at to the lowest degree, it looked like parentage. I reached towards the shoulder joint and pointed the stain out to Jill without saying a word of honor. Jill's eye got big.

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

I walked around Jill to the other side of Tina. I sat down on the couch, which caused Tina to transfer and wince in pain. With the piano touch, I began to sense her broken consistence to try and discover the extent of her harm.

I touched her left forearm. It showed preindication of bruises. One on the undersurface of her articulatio radiocarpea looked like a large thumb photographic print contusion. I checked her bicep. It showed star sign of redness. ‘ Rope burn'I thought to myself. I gently touched her shoulder and felt. It didn't seem like anything was broken, at to the lowest degree not in that specific spot.

Jill motioned for us to switch 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 more crying and more than sobbing.

My inwardness 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 assist. She asked me to get her cadre sound. I had not sat down on the couch for fright 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 phone to Jill.

Jill made a call to someone,"Hey, yeah, this is Jill. I need you right now. No question, right now……ok, see you in a duad of minute of arc. Thanks."With that, Jill hung up the earphone and went back to tending to Tina.

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

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

"The Do-Wops"she said meekly.

"Huh ?"Jill and I said in unison.

"The five Italian guy"

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

Jill, put her index finger finger's breadth to her lips with a ennoble ‘ shhhh'audio. Tina lowered her head and began crying again.

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

Jill made a shake of her caput, telling me not to say anything more.

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

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

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

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

"Doc, do you need me to help or should I wait in the kitchen to throw 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 doc examine you."I said.

All three of us waited for an answer.

"alright"Tina said in almost a whisper.

I touched her decently bridge player. 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 broken 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 footling bit.

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

Apparently, Jill knew what the medico needed to have done. Someone to list all the hurt component part of Tina's eubstance, the doctor took nearly an hour touch, poking, spurring, and moving various consistence theatrical role Jill filled up an entire page with the locations of hurting on Tina's body.

"Tina, could you please lift your arms over your mind, so I can remove your tee shirt ?"the doctor asked.

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

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

Dr. Ronda gently told Tina to stay on 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 rip had coagulated. The Doctor of the Church went to tinge it and Tina flinched so heavy that she shrieked in pain. The doctor reached into her dim bag and pulled out a syringe and an alcohol wipe. 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 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 discuss Tina.

Dr. Ronda spoke first,"She's in dread need of grievous medical avail. She has multiple bruise, a broken bone-maybe two, lots of bruising. I'm sure that she has been raped but I didn't baulk for that. She needed to sleep. Do either of you know what happened ?"

I looked at the Doctor of the Church 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 genus Bos and the ‘ goon'squad."

"well then Jill, tell 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 ease up her here."The doctor plied back.

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

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

The MD went on to say that we should hollo the constabulary, the Sheriff, or a law enforcement group to have her photographed and checked for sexual assault. They will then put her under their protective guardianship until she regains consciousness and can gain her own decisions.

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

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

"Well, SHE had her circle of thug do the actual dirty work. Her gens is Sasha. She was David's Bos 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. Johnson of the Police department.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Jill, David, this is Wayne Thomas Lanier Williams. He's on our trigger-happy criminal offense team. This with him is Valerie Davis. She is in our sexual 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 sexual insult and since she didn't have a rape kit with her, she was ineffective to aver any intimate assault.

It took more than 3 hours for the Police to conduct their investigating and necessitate their photographs. As they finished up, they had an ambulance arrive to enrapture Tina to the hospital that Dr. Ronda worked. Sgt. Johnson thanked us, gave us another of his circuit board along with visiting card from Williams and Davis.

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

CHAPTER 4

Jill was the first gear to heat the next morning. I was holding her, my straw man to her back with an arm draped over her mid-section. To wake me, Jill wiggled her beautiful ass which had my flaccid cock resting against her crack. She wiggled again, this meter with a bit more force out trying to wake me.

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

"Hey Darling, can I interest you…."Her Son trailed off.

"Whatever you have in brain, YES !"I said, much Sir Thomas More awake. I felt my cock begin to stir.

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

I reached down and gave my nearly hard cock a straightaway yank. I ran my finger's breadth up and down her crack. I spit into my hand and wiped the saliva on my prick. I spit again rubbing that into her ass.

We stayed on our face. Jill began a decelerate 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 forefront of my cock, that had a droplet of pre-cum on the tip at the entering to her anal rosebud. Slowly, very slowly, I pushed forward. Once the head of my cock entered her, I stopped. I waited patiently for her sphincter to slack up. When I felt that happen, I slowly pushed forward. When I felt my hip reached her fleshy beautiful ass cheeks, I held still allowing her time to adapt.

She pushed back onto me. I began to withdraw and came almost all the way out only stopping before my bulging head left her. I gently pushed back into her all the way. Slowly and rhythmically I began the in and out apparent movement of ass sex.

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

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

"Jacques Louis David let's modification positions. I would wish you to make me from behind. It just seems sexier and a lilliputian naughtier, like our first time in the hotel."Jill quipped.

I backed my rigid pecker out of her and roll up away to give her way on the bed to get herself up on all fours. When she was in perspective, 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 metro of lubricating substance. I squeezed some out onto her ass rosebud and some more onto my dick.

Gently, I pushed myself back into Jill's closely 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 set out to moan louder and louder. I reached under her and began massaging her clit. I kept making little tight circles on her button while my steel voiceless putz was invading her ass over and over.

Jill had moved yesteryear moaning into full-on trousering. Her occasional moans were near to that of a ululation skirt chaser. Her breathing was shallow and stuttered. I was still making little circles around her clit. She started balling her hands into small fists.

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

I felt her anal tooth decay clamping down on my rooster, which in bout 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 duad of bit gathering our breathing spell. Her cell phone rang.

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

Jill put her digit to her backtalk signaling me to stay on quiet.

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

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

9 moment after she began her exhibitor, she was finished. Quite possibly the quickest exhibitioner by a womanhood that I have ever known. I thought to myself, ‘ someone should call Ripley's ’. I heard the hair dryer start up. I opened a distich of bureau drawers to get fair clothes to wear. I slid on boxer, a lily-white tee shirt, black shorts and my favorite unhorse blue bowling style shirt.

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

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

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

I put on my socks and snitcher, picked up my keys/wallet/cell phone. Being ready, I left the bedroom to await for Jill. I headed to the kitchen to have Jill a cup of her dearie coffee…. Sumatra

By the time the Keurig had the coffee ready, Jill came out of the bedroom ready to go.

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

"Are you ready to go ?"She asked.

"I am."

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

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

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

"WHAT ?"

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

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

We got out of the car and headed into the hospital. We ran into Sgt. Johnson waiting at the elevator. We rode in silence up to the 8th 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 tone wondrous. What brand is it ? At the station we only get cheap coffee. James Clerk Maxwell House, Folgers, store brand, Chock-Full-O'Nuts. Whatever they can find cheap. I know it seems little, but they think that bad burnt umber is ok. Disappointing if you ask me."

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

The elevator dinged, and we all got off. Jill and I decided to just observe Sgt. President Lyndon Johnson as he seemed to love where he was going.

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

Sgt. Lyndon Johnson knocked lightly on the partially open door.

"C'mon in"Tina said sheepishly.

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

I piped up,"Tina, this is Sgt. Johnson of the urban center Police Department. We called him last night when you appeared on Jill's door. You can bank him. We do, or we never would have called him to occur assistance. I think he has some doubtfulness for you about what happened to you."

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

"Tina, as David said, my name is John Singer Sargent Johnson. How much do you remember from what happened to you hold up night ?"

"Well…"Tina paused

"I don't commend how I got to Jill's house. I seem to vaguely remember some madam giving me a scene, 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 info the well-fixed it is for citizenry to forget the details.

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

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

As Sgt. Dr. Johnson was talking with Tina, nurses came in and out doing their thing. Dr. Ronda came in and told us to wait outside for her. She needed to let the cat out of the bag to us.

The three of us left the hospital room. Tina and the Dr. had a individual discussion which ended with Tina sobbing again. We all heard it. Our hearts sank. We knew that the word must suffer been dire. I looked down at the storey trying not to tear-up. My heart ached. I kept going over and over in my psyche ‘ 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 MD instructed us to sit. We started to dissent, but the Doctor of the Church reassured us that we needed to sit. We sat. Jill held my hand tightly waiting for the news.

"Tina gave me permission to sing 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, David, here's what's going on with Tina. She was indeed raped and molested. We did a colza kit and found seminal fluid of 8 guys. We also found splinters inside of her."The Doctor said.

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

"I mean, someone used something wooden on her female parts. Probably, a broom handle 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 squad raped her, but using a broom grip 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 tidy sum of internal damage. At secure there is a 50 % hazard she will ever be able-bodied to have children."The doctor said solemnly.

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

Sgt. Lyndon Johnson spoke up,"medico, what about the former accidental injury ? How severe are they ? Will she be ok ?"

"well, she has a impoverished collarbone, a separated shoulder, a severely hurt wrist joint and elbow, and……. well…….and we found heroin in her system."The doctor said.

With that final word, it hung in the air like a electrocution Zeppelin.

"But Doc……"I was trying to hold it together the best I could.

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

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

"Doctor can the lab tell if she has a story of drug insult or is there a possibility that she was forced to use the drugs ?"Sgt. Lyndon Baines Johnson asked.

"I don't know the solution to that. I'll have the lab check for tincture chemical element of drugs in her organisation from any prior use. That will establish up, but it's not a examination we usually perform."The doctor offered a gleam of promise to us.

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

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

The Doctor of the Church and Sgt. Johnson left the room. I just stood there holding Jill.

"Saint David, what do we do now ?"

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

We took a twosome of bit to dry our optic and sovereignty in our emotions, but it was hard…. knockout than anything else we've ever done. Once we thought we were quick, we left the room and headed back to Tina's room.

As we walked down the hospital corridor, both of our heads were a million Swedish mile from the hospital. We arrived at Tina's doorway 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 president next to the straits of Tina's bed holding her manus 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 cocaine. All I did was sit there in a sandbag muteness. I looked at Tina and kept thinking…. did I make 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 mind kept going back to a verse out of the old testament,"payback is mine and recompense ; their foot shall mistake in due time ; For the day of their calamity is at hand, and the affair to make out hasten upon them."Book of Deuteronomy 32:35.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I leaned in and kissed her on each face, 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 week. We must direct out of Ithiel Town. We're always available on our cell phones. Is there anything we can get you from your…. ?"My oral fissure almost said those word of honor."From your home"but I remembered that she lived with Sasha.

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

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

CHAPTER 6

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

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

"David, Jill I've been out here hoping to entrance 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 poor fish. Aren't you ?"

He read us like a book. I guess all those twelvemonth interacting with the world gave him a unspoilt sense of what people were thinking in times of crisis.

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

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

A look of cushion on our grimace. Jill was stunned. I was stunned. Sgt. Johnson just stood there with a smile.

"Let me drive."LBJ 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 party favor and have a couple of ‘ off duty'friends meeting us there."He replied.

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

"John Singer Sargent LBJ, what the heck is your world-class figure ? I feel like we should get it on your gens instead of continuing to send for you Sargent."Jill asked.

"It's Roger. Roger Johnson. My close admirer 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 age 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 representative.

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

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

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

"Well, if you mean someone who tries to put in multitude to early people, so they can be happy…. then yes, I'm one of THEM."Jill said with a devilish grin.

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

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

We pulled into a parking spot in front of the building where the limousine office was located.

We all got out and headed inside.

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

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

"What can I do for you officer ?"

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

"Yes sir."

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

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

"Yes"

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

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

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

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

"That's her personal assistant. However, she didn't show for work today. beginning metre since she started working here that she didn't show up for work, nor shout out into Sasha."The woman went on to explain.

"wellspring, thank you ma'am. Where can I determine Sasha ?"

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

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

"Well, I guess that would be me."

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

"Deloris, Deloris Mitchell."

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

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

"David, I think you should persist out here. Jill can some with us, but you should just witness a chair and postponement 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 function along with Deloris.

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

Finally, the 3 officer, Deloris, and Jill exited Sasha's federal agency. They had several clear charge plate bagful that looked to be sealed. Jill had an armful of Indian file. She motioned for me to link up them.

I said my goodbyes to Paula, slipping a business organisation card with my cellphone phone number on it for her to call later.

The five of us left the office. We got on the elevator and headed down to the vestibule. 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 data file under her arm. We decided to head up to see Tina before leaving the hospital. I took the files from Jill and put them in the body 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 head and began to assist her with her repast. She cut the meat loaf in to small manageable bites. She kept alternating between the carrot slice, the mashed potato, and the meatloaf feeding her slowly.

Jill also lifted the carton of succus up to her lips, so she could take a sip from the pliant 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 to a greater extent than 2 hr in the way with Tina. At some point, Tina began nodding off as her torso needed some sleep. Jill kissed Tina on the top of her pass 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 say me her plan.

Jill asked if we could stop for some food as she realized that she was very hungry. I pulled into this goodly chicken place. We got out and went inside to make a relaxing meal. While we stood in blood line, I called Mr. Jaxson. I let him know that Jill and I were ok to travel whenever he wanted us. As I hung up, I whispered into Jill's ear,"Mr. Jaxson wants us in New York tonight. The plane will be here in about 4 ½ hours."

Jill just smiled and kissed me.

We ate, finally getting to slow down a bit before we headed base to take. Jill made a earpiece claim from the mesa ordering a limo…. but from a competitor…. black Car Limo.

I just smiled and sway my head word. Her signified of bodily fluid was delightful.

I sat there amazed at how in just a short time, my life had turned for the better. 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 have got a little girl in just a few short months.

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

Thank you for reading this chapter of"The Chauffeur"serial publication. Please leave a comment ( dear or bad ) so I can continue to craft my taradiddle for all…. Thanks, Apostle of the Gentiles .