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I can't believe it's true Chapter Eight With a full warm belly and a nice hot bath, Brigid went off to sleep for most of the night in the bassinet by their bed. “Are you sure you don’t want us to stay in the guest room?” Daniel asked. “Please stay with me. I don’t ever want you to leave.” Calla said. “I’ll just be down the hall.” He encouraged. “It’s not like I’m leaving the house. You can have the bed to yourself, really stretch out and get some sleep. No?” “No.” She returned and stood up on her tie-toes to brush her lips over his. “Stay?” Daniel’s lips prickled with electric heat as her lips touched his and they tingled long after they left. “I’ll stay.” Relieved to have that little problem settled she gave him a lingering hug. “I should make us some dinner.” She hadn’t gotten to the doctors appointment until almost seven in the evening by the time they got out of there and then out of David’s and home it was after nine. The kids were off in their respective corners of the house and all was well and quiet. “You must be hungry.” For the moment she seemed very alert and very there. She seemed like his Wife, like Calla should. The spells would come and go how long they would last he didn’t know but feared they would grow longer and longer if they couldn’t find a way to extract the toxic metal from her system. “What about you? Are you hungry? I’ll whip us up something.” “No, I’ll do it. I took out steaks for tonight.” “There’s left over Chinese food.” Daniel encouraged not wanting to her go off to begin cooking a full dinner but still wanting her to eat something. Calla must have ordered the Chinese while he was gone but she hadn’t touched it. He had a full head of steam in his belly and plans after she fueled up, big plans. It had been a while since the last time they made love but that dry spell ended tonight. “I left the diaper bag in the car, its cold out there I don’t want you going out. I’ll heat up some lo mein, you slip into something sexy for me and I’ll be back in a minute.” Calla’s lips parted in a grin. “Sexy?” She asked and there was no mistaking the hope in her voice. “Yeah, how about the little purple satin and black lace number? That one really turns me on.” He whispered in her ear. It also happened to be the nightgown David jacked off into repeatedly but he’d forgotten that and she never knew it. While Calla wandered off to the bathroom to wash up for the coming evening which was looking more and more promising by the passing second, Daniel went down to the kitchen where he heated up some dinner and then dashed out to the car for the diaper bag. On the passenger seat was Calla’s CVS bag he brought that in too. Back inside and waiting for the microwave to go off he opened the bag. Hair coloring. Make-up. “What’s this crap?” Daniel asked as he pawed through it. Calla didn’t wear make-up, she didn’t need it and she’d never worn it. Most confusing were the colors she’d chosen. He was no expert on the subject but Daniel understood that Calla had a very fine sense of color, tone and hue. She couldn’t possibly have purchased these shades for her face. Hot red lipstick, deep black mascara and eyeliner, red blush and sparkling foundation? No they couldn’t be for her. The hair coloring was very reminiscent of the color Hartley had her dye it when she was with him, a light strawberry blonde. The microwave went off behind him, he stuffed the items back into the bag and tossed it into the diaper bag which he looped over his shoulder before carrying the hot dinner up stairs. Seemed it had been a while since they’d all sat down and had a real family dinner in the dining room. Maybe before Nick and Annie left they could do that. Maybe before that Daniel could find a way to prove to his Son that he trusted him. Calla was waiting for him in the bed wearing the little purple number he’d asked her to put on and suddenly the contents of the CVS bag made sense to him. It had been so long since they’d been together she was feeling a little bit less than attractive she hoped the make-up and the new non-gray hair would appeal to him and make her desirable once more in his eyes. The problem was she’d never stopped being desirable to him. Perhaps the strange colors simply reflected her mood and her uncertainty about their relationship. “Here we go,” he said with a smile and put the tray down across her legs as he’d done last night. “I want you to have some of this. You didn’t eat anything yesterday or today, did you?” “No,” she mumbled. The lo mein smelled good. “If you eat this I’ll make you some more of that special cocoa.” Daniel invited and kissed her cheek. “I’m going to jump into a quick shower, ok? You go ahead and start without me.” He went to move away from her but then thought better of his words. “Start eating without me, you wait for me for anything else.” Calla laughed and smiled wide while watching him walk away. She always did appreciate his butt, it was so nicely round and firm. Calla couldn’t wait to feel the weight of in the palms of her hands once. In fact, she wasn’t going to wait. “I need a shower too.” She said to herself. The water turned on, Daniel tossed his clothes into the bedroom and she tossed the covers off. Padding quietly across the room she stopped to look in the bassinet. “Sleep well, little lady. See you in the morning.” Calla leaned and kissed the baby good-night. She opened the bathroom door was greeted by a heavy steam mist. Calla slid the shower door back. The sound frightened Daniel, he jumped and turned around. Wet head to toe and completely naked, she’d never wanted him more than she did right now. “Do you mind a little company?” Calla asked in a sultry voice and pushed the straps of the nightgown from her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. “Never. I thought you were going to eat.” “I thought we were going to make love.” She countered and stepped into the shower with him. Calla took the bar of soap from his hand and began washing him. “You need a shave too.” “Do I?” “Yes, I’ll take care of it.” “Later.” Daniel pushed the soap out of her hand, took her face in his palms and kissed her long and deep. The kind of kiss that made her body rise and push against him while one foot came off the tub floor and bent high in the air as she tried to get closer to him. “I’ve missed you,” she sighed in a husky voice when he broke the embrace. “Please don’t stop.” “Stop? I’m just getting warmed up.” She was shivering and those pink n perky Weather Checkers of hers said she was cold so he turned her toward the warm jets of water. “Are you still angry with me?” The bathroom light was harsh as she looked up at him Daniel saw the dark circles under her eyes. Calla didn’t sleep very well last night or any night soon past. “That dream frightened you, Kitty?” The damn thing scared the shit out of him too but not as much as the fact that he was seeing the appeal in it now. “I’m not angry, you don’t owe me anything. Ares, Hartley all of that’s behind us, we agreed, right?” “I thought so.” Calla said wrapping her arms around his warm naked body. “I love you Daniel, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you. Brigid is a wonderful addition to our family, I’m sorry I didn’t accept her more readily.” “More readily?” Daniel asked in disbelief. “You know, most women would have thrown Brigid and me out of the house. They wouldn’t want to be her mother never mind want to stay my Wife.” “I do to both.” She said quickly. “Honestly, Daniel, I do and I will be a good mother to her. She doesn’t have to call me that if you don’t want….” “Do you want her to call you mom?” More stunning revelations, she really never failed to amaze him. Nope not once she never did cease to make him wonder. “Because I’d really like that I think that’s a great idea.” “Yes,” she smiled and her pale cheeks lit up. “She will be our daughter though I suppose one day we will tell her about Enya.” “We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.” He kissed her again. Calla cuddled against her cheek against his chest under the warm water. “I can bring her to work with me, the university day care is very good and I don’t work as many hours as you Brigid will spend more time at home.” Nimue said that Calla would understand. Of course she’d been pissed off before she reached it, Anger always did come before Acceptance, didn’t it? “You don’t have to do this I can take care of it. Brigid’s fine in the SGC day care.” “She needs to be home more often than other babies.” Calla explained and moved away from him. “Brigid needs a mother to take care of her not a day care provider. I’ll get her in to the day care center tomorrow.” Daniel wondered how she was going to explain that to them. Everyone knew Calla lost the baby she was carrying now she produced this little girl. Where had she come from? Inquiring Minds would want to know. “I don’t want you doing too much. You still need to rest, you need time off we both do. Don’t you think a long vacation would be good? Just you and me.” Vacation? That was a new idea. Daniel went away often and if he gave a lecture or was going to see some new and terribly interesting thing here on Earth sometimes she would go with him. Several times they took the children to different places for a weekend or maybe a week and Daniel called those trips vacations but they were never very relaxing. She couldn’t remember just the two of them ever going away on a vacation. “We’ll be ok?” “Right as rain.” One of her favorite expressions it seemed to reassure her and he hoped it was true. “Wash your back?” Under the flowing water she turned around and moved her wet hair to the side. Daniel knew she’d lost weight but it had been a little while since he’d seen his wife completely naked and in a strong light. Every single rib stood out he didn’t have to feel them to count them they were easily counted by sight. Daniel soaped up the puff and then very softly ran it across her skin. Over the years Calla had managed to gain all of fifteen pounds which made her far from fat by anyone’s definition but those extra fifteen pounds made her look healthy and filled those out curves. In just a few days she’d lost when it took her eighteen years to put on. Now she was the skinny little waif he’d met so many years ago. The one who always looked….“Hungry? We’ll eat when we get out, ok?” Had she been this thin in Scotland? Daniel didn’t think so and he did get a very good look at her on their last night there. That was five days ago now, how did sick did you have to be to lose eleven pounds in five days? The soapy lather and soft weight of his hand slid across her skin and the last thing she wanted was to continue this line of conversation. “I’m not hungry for food.” She cooed and turned around. “Just for you.” From the look in those beautiful blue eyes he was about to say something she might not care for in order to prevent that Calla slowly sank to her knees in front of him and without a sound took his stiffening cock into her warm moist mouth. No Daniel offered further resistance. Perhaps later they would speak of food, dark circles and ribs which could be counted on sight but right now he naked and he was all hers. Just the way she liked him best. While her tongue snaked around and over his hard shaft her lips suckled and released, suckled and released their tension until he was fully hard and moaning with anticipation as the warm water rushed over them. Her delicate hands gripped a firm cheek each pulling him forward and deeper into her waiting mouth. Daniel rocked backward on his heels and let out a deep moan his hands descended to the sides of her lovely head. “You always find the best ways to shut me up.” Looking down at her and that mouthful of cock she was so expertly working on, Calla’s eyes opened and she stared back him. Her hands full of his ass and her mouth full of his hardness she smiled and continued her work. The sensation was too good to fight so he just surrendered to her and the pleasure she was lavishing upon him. Wrapped up in a bed of hot steam, water falling down on his body, cleansing and relaxing him, Calla pleasing him beneath, Daniel’s legs grew weak and he leaned against the tiled wall for support. Calla didn’t miss a beat, she lunged gently forward as he moved back and continued on. When his back came to rest she used the slender fingers kneading his ass to pull her body forward. The motion made a little splashing sound. Quicker than he imagined, Daniel’s mind floated far beyond his grasp and all he could was watch it go hoping it never came back. Hoping the haze and fuzz taking over his head and the tingle filling his balls never ended but know they would and very soon he let out a deep grunt and braced for the coming orgasm. Hands on her head, that tongue working its serpent magick up and down the head while her lips worked the shaft, he brought her closer to him until her nose was buried in that soft patch of hair between his legs and there was no room at all between them. Heaven. Bliss. Daniel’s eyes rolled back in his head, his legs started to shake, Calla grasped his flesh harder, sucked him deeper until he could hold back no longer. The grunt began a guttural groan then a deep howl as he released that load of precious white liquid down her throat. As always she lapped it. Every last drop. She left him breathless and weak in the knees. The job done, Calla slowly rose to her feet and grinned at him. “Anything else I can do for you?” “I think maybe I can find something.” As always the blow job was grand but, as always, the better the climax here the more he wanted her and would not be satisfied until he had her. “Turn around.” Daniel told her. “Go on, Kitty, put your hands against the wall.” He loved doing it with her in the shower or the bath anywhere the air was heavy or steamy as it kept the scent of their lovemaking alive around them. In fact one of his most cherished memories was of a weekend they spent in Stowe, Vermont and a sauna which they had all to themselves well past three in the morning. How that wickedly irresistible scent drove him mad just as it was doing now. Daniel never even thought to try and resist its temptation anymore. Slow, that’s what Adams said. “Ready?” He asked stroking her arched back with the flat of his hand. “I want you.” This was never her favorite position, especially not at a time like this when they were coming back together after a long time apart. A good amount of trepidation reflected in her eyes but she turned around, placed her hands flat against the wall and stuck her butt out toward him for easy access. Hoping to find herself buried deeply below him Calla glanced back at him from over her shoulder. “I love you.” “Yeah, I love you too.” He grumbled passively as he slid into her all Daniel could think about, all he could see was the look in David’s eyes—in his eyes—and the things he wanted to, things both of them wanted to do with her. Just thinking about them, all of them rushing through his mind as he slowly slid into her, it was enough to make him want to bust his wad right there, before he even got all the way inside. It doesn’t have ta be like that. Davy would know. The doc did say ‘go slow’ so that’s exactly what he intended to do, nice long slow deeply penetrating strokes. Calla always did like it when he did it that way for her a lot of the time the longer, the slower and the deeper the more she got off. Tonight, Calla really needed to get off or more importantly she needed him to. Sliding all the way home, Daniel leaned into the last few inches with all his body weight, the only lubrication was the water between them, she was dry and the friction made her tight. She let out a soft cry as he pierced her, pushing her further against the shower wall. Moving her wet hair out of his way Daniel bent forward running his tongue along the nape of her neck. That soft cry became a heavy moan. “That’s it, you’re mine tonight.” Daniel whispered in her ear and continued sucking the tender skin below. “Every night,” she returned reaching around behind her with one hand to grab another handful of that firm butt. Calla so loved watching him walk away, even if they were fighting, watching him go always made her smile and so therefore she could never be angry with him for very long. If she knew he felt that very same way about her she’d find it very funny. Slow didn’t seem to be a problem but Daniel wanted to be deeper in her. Looking down he wondered how much further he could get considering he was already buried up to the hilt. Still, if he pushed a little harder, bent her a little further, he could slide a little deeper. Every nerve ending in his shaft prickled with delight, those throughout the rest of his body responded in kind. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” Having him inside her produced an exquisitely fine pain within her body. The kind was so crisp and alive, you were never sure if it hurt or if it felt good. “No, don’t stop.” “More?” “Yes.” Daniel pulled back a little. “Say it.” “More,” she pled. “Give more.” “That’s my girl. So much more.” Once again his full lips took in the tender flesh at the nape of her neck. The walls around his cock trembled and grew warm. Push a little deeper and suck a little harder, the warm walls around him became moist and began to spasm. The breath in her chest froze, Calla couldn’t breathe any more every muscle in her body constricted and she fell flat against the warm wet tile. When she started to cum she didn’t know but she knew she could not hold it back from him and she did not want to try. “Give,” Calla demanded in a panting voice. “Give.” “Soon,” Daniel returned. “You give.” Accentuating his demand with an intensely delicate but deeply moving thrust he repeated it. “You give to me. Now.” His heart raced and his mind scrambled to keep up while his legs wanted to give out on him but Daniel’s voice was soft and even. It showed no sign of how close he was to the edge of bliss. “Don’t hold out on your Master, that’s not nice. Give it to me. Maen!” No more holding out. No more holding back. Calla’s hand beat against and then tried to claw the wet tile wall while she let out a series of coos, cries and wanton moans. In the warmth of the water she came for him just as he demanded and she waited for Daniel to join her. One arm wrapped under and around her. It brought her lower half out away from the wall and held her snug to him. Daniel’s other arm joined hers on the wall under the shower head trying to keep from crushing her against the tile. That hot sweet juice washed down and over his cock him like the jets over his head. The water washed it away but the heavy air, the steam, magnified its scent. “Oh, God,” he mumbled against her neck. “I do love you…so much.” The tender confession was followed by an animal howl and he came for the second, but not the last, time that night. After their little bout in the shower they finished washing and then retired to the bedroom where Brigid was snoring lightly in her bassinet. Daniel took in the full tray of food on the bed. “I think it’s still warm, come on, let’s have some.” He encouraged as he ran the towel over his head and then slipped into his bathrobe. “I’m really not that hungry.” Calla said as she began to dry off. Sitting down on the bed Daniel remembering the half ounce in his pocket he watched Calla dry and then, foregoing the pretty purple and black negligee, she put on the same shirt of his she’d worn to bed last night. Fishing the baggie and pack of papers out he tossed it onto the bed near the bowl of lo mien. “Let’s have a little, shall we?” Daniel pulled the blankets back on her side of the bed and she crawled inside. “If you wish.” Although her tone was contrite her eyes were sparkling at him. For the first time in quite a few years Daniel rolled his Wife a joint. Although Calla smoked the entire duration of their marriage right up until a few months ago, she’d taken to rolling her own joints and packing her own bowls years ago. Maybe he shouldn’t have let her have that particular freedom. Having a god sized spliff in his hands, Daniel stuck it between his lips and put the flame from a nearby candle to it. He took in a short toke and blew it out quickly, the first hit was always mainly paper. The second toke he drew in was deeper and he held it before bringing her close to him. Once again it had been more years than he could remember since he’d shared a hit off a joint with her. When he pulled his lips away from hers she was smiling. Exhaling the piney smoke Calla noted the CVS bag its’ contents were spilled onto the mattress. Daniel had to be waiting for her to say something about the hair color and the make-up. “What do you think of the color?” She asked and pointed at the box. Well since she asked his opinion. “I think it’s awful, Kitty. Why did you pick that color?” Daniel held out the joint but she didn’t move for it. “Go on, take it.” Hitting the end of the joint and handing it back to him quickly she said “It was the closest I could find to my own color.” “Are you kidding me?” Daniel reached over and picked up the big bag he took the box out and showed her the picture of the woman with the hair that was way more blonde than red. “This is the closest they had?” “That’s not it, I bought ‘Firelight’ this says ‘Summer Sunrise’. This isn’t the one I picked. I must have grabbed the wrong box.” Calla said thoughtfully turning it over in her hands. If she’d screwed that up, she picked up the bag and rummaged through it looking at the make-up she’d purchased. It was wrong…all of it. Not one single item was the color or even the brand she wanted or thought she was purchasing. “I don’t understand they’re all wrong.” “Thank God,” Daniel sighed, “I’d hate to think you purposefully picked those.” He took a small hit off the joint and handed it to her, it was getting small now soon it would be nothing more than a roach. “You’ll take them back tomorrow, they haven’t been opened and…you’ll… get your money back.” Yes, in one respect that was a relief but as much as he wanted to believe it was all some freak accident, Daniel knew it wasn’t. Whether she honestly thought she was putting her own picks into the basket or not didn’t matter. Daniel shook his head. “If you really want to color your hair go to the salon. I don’t want you to color it for me, ok? You think it makes you look old, I think you look stunning. I like it. You’re beautiful, Cal, you don’t need the rest of that crap.” Calla was an artist for crying out loud, a painter who had made over a million dollars just a few months ago so the idea that she picked up about fifty dollars worth of ‘wrong colors’ bothered him. From World Famous Painter to colorblind in a few months, that’s the way it seemed now that she couldn’t go to the drug store and come home with a tube of lipstick in her range. Just like in the corridor today when she didn’t look back and wave, when for a gut-wrenching instant he thought she’d forgotten his name, her brain was fritzing in and out. The Ladies implied Calla was predisposed to some form of insanity and Ares did not disagree though he swore she was stronger than that. The Xerinium wasn’t aiding her in fact if there was something wrong with her, some type of mental illness she was prone to it might be helping it along. There had to be a way to help her some way to remove the metal from her system. Zeus was here he must know what to do. Here, right now, in their bedroom she was fine. Calla knew where she was, who he was and even that she wanted to be here with him. “I guess I will take them back tomorrow.” She agreed picking up the fork and scooping a load of Chinese vegetables on it. Although she didn’t see him, Daniel smiled as he watched her eat the small bite. “I’m sorry.” Calla tossed the bag and its contents to the bedroom floor. “I guess I just had other things on my mind.” Maybe. Calla clearly remembered asking the opinion of the sales lady about the hair coloring and the sales lady remarked what a pretty name the coloring was; Firelight. The colors in the bag were awful they didn’t suit her at all. They would make her look far too whorish, Daniel would never approve of that. It was one thing to look the part and show that side to the world but it was quite another when it was just the two of them and she could act the part instead. “Is there anything I can do for you?” Daniel did so love it when she asked that particular question. “You have an early class and I have an early meeting.” Daniel cautioned and brought another small forkful of vegetables to her lips. “What did you have in mind?” “You know what I want.” Calla teased and let him feed her. She blushed deeply as he pulled the fork away. “Yeah, I know what you want.” Daniel taunted and kissed her cheek. “Eat more first.” She did. He did. They did. Just like in the shower there wasn’t any condom to come between them as Daniel stretched her out the way Calla always liked it best with him over her their bodies pressed tightly together in the warmth of their bed. Adams said slow, he didn’t say anything about repetitions. On the chaise lounge by the fire Calla got what she wanted out of the evening. This time as they made love on it by the roaring flames, Daniel had her under him with her head at the foot of the chaise. Looking up he was face to face with their reflections in the full length mirror across the room. Nothing new but tonight, just for an instant, in the fire light and silvery reflection he thought he saw David over her. It was David’s body she was wrapped around, his neck she was kissing, his ear she was whispering ‘I love making love with you’ in, David’s back she was scratching as she started to cum. Then it was him in the mirror, just Daniel. No one else. He looked down at her. Calla’s eyes were closed and she was lost in the heat of the moment and their love making. Now her mouth was closing around his right nipple and her tongue lapping around it. As she was concerned Daniel was Daniel that was obvious. The problem resided in his own head. Daniel looked back to the mirror. In the glass he saw all the things he’d seen easier this evening when he watched David watch Calla. It dun…. Shut up, Davy. Don’t say that anymore
Thy Brother's Wife
Parts 1 & 2 Combined
by
Moon Mistress
a/k/a
Lisa Beth Darling
When you're layin' in my arms
'n' you do the things you do
You can see it in my eyes
I can feel it in your touch
You don't have to say a thing
Just let me show how much
Love you, need you, yeah
Kiss You All Over
Exile
She’ll like it. I promise.
I’m gonna pay you off and you’re gonna go away and never come back….not in any form.
Somewhere along the line, captured by what he saw in the mirror, he’d stopped making love to her. “Daniel? My Husband?” Calla turned her head to follow his gaze and see what had so enrapt him she was met by their reflection in the beveled mirror. Their bodies intertwined so that it was hard to tell where one began and the other ended. At no point today did Calla look up to see the brothers Jackson staring at her so lustfully. Then again, she didn’t have to. Their heat and their scent filled the room while she fed Brigid. It was the same heat which pervaded her bedroom now. It was reflected in the eyes of the man in the mirror. “What are you thinking of?”
Tearing his gaze away from what he saw in the mirror Daniel stared down at the woman in his arms, the one who was looking up at him with such love and concern. “It’s all right, honey.” Kissing her deeply and holding her closer he told himself there was no way in hell that was ever going to happen. Gently resuming a soft steady rhythm it wasn’t long before they both forgot about it that little bump in the road—like the little bump in the shower earlier—it was nothing to be concerned with, just an annoying unexpected little bump.
“What can I do for you?”
“You’re doing it.” Daniel kissed her again.
Early meeting or an early class it didn’t seem to matter. It was well past two before they were spent and she drifted off to sleep at his side.
**
In the morning Daniel plainly saw that he was right. Calla looked much healthier than she had the night before. The dark circles under her eyes were less noticeable and there was a decidedly pink glow to her cheeks. She even joined him for an early breakfast. While Daniel had a wonderful egg and cheese omelet that she prepared for him, Calla had two pieces of cinnamon toast and a cup of coffee. Not much, agreed but for a woman who never ate breakfast it was a good start. She told him that she would inquire with the university day care and that Brigid would probably be able to start there next week. That was good with him, if Brigid spent this week on the base then he’d have some time to get to know her before Calla took over all of the motherly duties. Calla was right, Brigid should be home more than being at the SGC day care would afford and it was just silly for Calla to have to run to the base after work to get the baby.
Daniel drove them to the base where she picked up her car and he kissed her good-bye for the day. Calla opened the door to the Integra, turned back, blew him a kiss and waved before she climbed and drove off. Another good sign. Daniel breathed another sigh of relief. At least it seemed he wouldn’t have to worry whether or not she made it to the university.
Five hours later it was noon and Daniel was sitting with the bank manager of the main branch of Colorado Savings and Loan withdrawing a quarter of a million dollars in cold cash. He wanted to get this little transaction over with as soon as possible so right after he was handed back his brief case, which had been empty but was now stuffed with cash, Daniel drove straight to the Motel 6 only to find that David wasn’t there. Standing out in the freezing cold with a brief case full of cash he knocked and then called out his brother’s name but the door didn’t open. Daniel tried to peek in through the window but the curtains were drawn and he could see the slightest sliver of the room, which looked very empty. “David?” Daniel said for the third time but still no reply came. Pulling his coat tighter around his body Daniel climbed back into the Jag and drove off toward the base.
“Where the hell did he go?” Daniel asked himself as he drove. It was only a little past noon, hopefully David wasn’t in a liquor store but who knew. There were a few around this area within walking distance, Daniel took a drive past but didn’t see David anywhere. He wasn’t at the area restaurants. He wasn’t in the bars which had just opened for the day. Not on the streets walking to or from the Motel 6. Whatever. I’ll call him in an hour or so. Rather than continue in this fruitless endeavor he drove to the base and stowed the money in his office. No one knew anything special was in his brief case today so no one should suspect anything.
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Thy Brother's Wife
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