Nick knew he shouldn’t have gone into the kitchen but he felt drawn to the so called Lucy and he was told to keep an eye on her. She didn’t look e...actly like her picture she had brown short shoulder length hair instead of blond long hair but it was definitely Paige Madison the number one suspect in the ‘Harris case’. When he stepped into the kitchen it was to arrest her but when she cried out he went to her, he didn’t think about repercussions till it was to late, her blood tasted sweet on his. A sleeping pill went down with the first large glass of vodka, then two pills with the second one and I started to cry, I kissed a photograph of Tommy senior and my son and then I swallowed some more pills washed down with more vodka and waited for sleep.Someone was banging in the background, I tried to shout at them to go away but instead my mouth filled up with vomit, I threw up all over myself and went back into oblivion.My memories were very vague about what happened, I have a hazy. I whimpered as he bit, but then he flicked his tongue on my perfectly erect nipple. It sent the strongest vibes down my back to my clit, making me shudder with joy. “Please just fuck me...” I groaned, I couldn’t believe I said it, but that was what I wanted. “You have to be nice to me first. Let me do what I want.” He smirked and began what was supposed to be my punishment. His index finger slipped straight into my pussy walls hard, reaching the top. I little out a little yelp and rested my. ” I say this almost to myself; relief that at least one other woman was able to take his fist. “Just one woman, or have there been others?” He smiles at my blatant curiosity. “Just one.” I bite my lower lip, just a little. “Your wife?” Patrick gives a little chuckle. “Yes, my wife.” I don’t know why this comforts me, but it does. I want this to be special for both of us. While I’m glad he has experience doing it, I’m also relieved this isn’t something he’s done with many of his past.