.:The Returned:.

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Chapter 5:  The Returned.

"BeachBod ass is just as perfect as his face

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"BeachBod ass is just as perfect as his face." Cequis said to the live viewers as he reached across and slapped Mir ass.

Mir moaned as he slowly pulled down his briefs and looked over at the camera while doing it. His bubbly butt flopped out and his little pink hole flashed the camera. Suddenly, Cequis grew as Mir crawled across the bed and pulled it out. Cequis positioned the camera down as Mir started sucking on Quis dick. Quis moaned as his dick grew Mir mouth and he demanded him to look up at the camera. His captivating eyes feasted on the lens as Cequis taped it all.

Moments later, it was a series of knocks at the door. He paused the live stream and worked his way over to the door. He opened it and Derrick exhaled, "We are leaving to town hall in roughly 15. Be ready. Mayor Scottman has some huge accouncement."

"Okay." He told me him as closed the door. Cequis turned around and stated, "We shall finish this later and arent you staying at the Mayor Mansion what is going on?"

"Cant say, but someone returned is all I have heard. Travis havent told you? He for sure knows."

"Someone returned. What the fuck does that suppose to mean?" Cequis asked.

Travis.

"Dad, is a press conference really worth it?" I asked him as he sat in his office chair. He exhaled and sipped the cognac.

"Yes. I tried to keep a lid on all of this,  but people are already running their mouths. Must be those nurses. They loved him as a Sheriff here. Holden Porter have turned this all around and I got to get out ahead of this. Trust me he will be in line, I have some information that will end him. Now go and get dressed so we can go." He told me ending the conversation. Its Thursday and I dont wanna be down at no damn press conference. I walked upstairs and over to my room. I grabbed a suit out as my phone started ringing. I answered it and said, "Wassup?"

"Bro, where are you? I need you." Dandy stated. He sounded out of breath and in need. It must be dealing with his Dad. I replied,"Where?"

"Siske Park. Cabana 3." He told me. I got dressed and quickly headed over.

I pulled into the parking lot and looked across and seen him dressed in a nice navy blue suit with a joint in his hand. I got out and walked over to him. I sat beside him and it went silent for a minute. He sat back and passed me the joint.

"My Dad is making his debut back into the town eyes. I mourned him. I dealt with it and now I dont know what to do. Be mad, forgive him, what?" He asked and I pulled the joint. I sat back and exhaled, "I cant give you any Father Advice. Mine and I arent seeing eye to eye. One thing for sure, he can change. He did some fucked up shit, but God didnt kill him in a damn plane crash—that means his time aint done here. Whatever happens I got your back. You know this." He looked over at me and smirked. We clapped each other and stood up.

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