Finally, there is a scratch lottery ticket with all numbers wrong. A store in the Long Beach Harbor sold it. There is a police siren outside. Derek qu...ckly punches in Michael’s number to report back. The door flies open. An LAPD cop barges into the room with bulletproof vests and side arm in both hands focused on Derek. The second LAPD cop comes in behind and swoops into the bathroom. ‘I’m NSA,’ yells Derek. The first cop doesn’t care and smashes Derek’s face into the bent spoon while squeezing. . now shefelt SO much better. She then pulled up her micro skirt and removed herpanties. As always they were slick with her own juices, so she did notput them in her purse, but rather dropped them in the trash. She thentook a tube of lubricant out of her purse and using two fingers, shepushed several generous dollops up into her ass.After cleaning her hands, she made sure that the camera in her purse wasturned on and was situated so that it would film properly through the pinprick hole in her. F’s sister she also knew of my relationship with her sister, she supports it as she respects me and we were family friends and travel is 12hrs,now coming back to the story, our train started still now i was having high respect for because as a single women she managing her family and his useless husband debt as well ,When we were settling our luggage she was pending to stuff her luggage under her birth while doing so her navel is visible and some hairy linings downwards i can’t take my eyes off. When the big bosses find out you can handle responsibility, they give you more pressure and additional responsibilities just to see if they can find your breaking point. They hadn't found mine...yet. But they were surely getting close.Karen and I didn't seem to cool off at all and I was thinking of giving her a ring and asking her to marry me. She never brought the subject up, though, and I sometimes wondered why.Then the shit hit the fan in Afghanistan. Our firm had secured a number of.