Page 32 of Rules of Engagement

“Can I blow red, white, and blue smoke?”

“Absolutely!”

“Count us in then.”

Jorja panics. “Us?”

Laughing, I look down into her big eyes. “Me and Luce, Babe.”

“Oh my god. That would be fabulous!” Emerson says as Jorja presses her hand into my abs and strokes me in a slow, sexy circle, keeping the cum load in my balls.

Grady and Dylan walk up. “What would be fabulous?”

Emerson turns her smile on them. “Jocko and Lucifer are going to jump at the exhibition with red, white, and blue smoke.”

Grady grins, “Show-off!”

I give him a head nod as Emerson asks Dylan. “Now, all I need is someone famous to sing the National Anthem.”

“I would love to.” Dylan agrees as Aunt Betsy and Grant walk up.

“Would love to what, dear?”

“Sing the National Anthem at the Fourth of July exhibition.”

“Ah. Good.” She tells Emerson.

Grant reaches for Emerson’s hand. “Gwen's asleep.” He looks at us and announces, “We're going to get out of here. Jocko, congrats again on a successful rescue.” He holds out his hand.

“Thanks for the call. It felt good to work again and was rewarding to be able to help.” I lean toward him to shake it. Jorja’s hands move, and I squeeze her shoulder, trying to keep her in place. But then Emerson reaches for a hug, and Jorja retreats.

“Welcome home, and congrats. I'll be in touch about jumping.”

“I'll stop by Wings Out tomorrow.”

“Perfect.”

Grant takes her hand and heads to the gate in the fence. Grady steps up with his hand outstretched too, and he and Dylan repeat what was said by the others for the most part. In-between saying goodbye to Grant and Dylan, I look over at Jorja.

She's realized I’m taking her home.

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