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Licensed To Kill

Tom Marks, the newly promoted Detective had to relocate due to his promotion. He is not only an upstanding member of the Police department, but he is also the youngest Police officer to make Detective. Upon his arrival, he notices that the law that he swears to uphold isn't always as black and white in L.A. He finds that there are two types of law, one for the criminals, and one for the rich and famous. Detective Tom Marks soon has to start bending to their rules to accommodate the criminals that he swears to put behind bars to keep his job. After an encounter with the local district attorney, Madison McKenna, he does not feel so alone anymore in his quest to uphold the law and put criminals behind bars, keeping them there for as long as they possibly can. Together they seem to be able to face anything. But Detective Marks is soon faced with a new type of evil, something he has never dealt with before, his very own demons that lead him down a path of no return. Will Madison be able to bring him back? Will performing his duties cost him everything, will he survive. Will he find love in it all?

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Last time on Licensed To Kill...

I decide to spoil Madison by making us dinner. She sits and visions me wearing only a chef's apron while making food. We eat and every now and then, we both just stare at each other, saying nothing. When we are done, Madison tells me to make myself comfortable while she cleans the dishes.  I walk outside and enjoy nature in the evening. I go and get my night vision goggles to show Madison the world in the dark. She starts to get cold and we head in to get warm again, so I start a fire for us. We both sit on the couch and enjoy the heat. We sit close to one another and the thoughts of us alone starts sparking thought of arousal.

I hand her one of the roses. She takes the stem, brings the rose closer to her nose, and smells it again. She smiles and says;

"They smell so good, this was so thoughtful"

TOM