Uska msg ye aaya ye kya tuje shrm ni aati ye sab muje bejte mai teri behen hu to maine kaha k yr ye b jeevan ki reality hai kll ko tune b ye sab krrna...hai or maine bhi. Usne rply kiya shut upp. Mai bola k bta k reality hai k nai haan ya naa me bta to she said k haan reality hai to mai kaha to bss fer q ghbraati hai its just a pic maine kujj kiya thodi tere sath. She said ok ok.Mai use bohot fotos nd blue films bejne lgga. Jab mai usse milne gya uske ghr to wo muje dekh dekh k hassi jaaye mai. He was as good spook but not the creator of kings. To him, I was a friend of the United States, a citizen inventor who would answer the call when called. He was right.“Everyone in the castle is under my surveillance now. There are more than five hundred and fifty men and two hundred forty women at Sir Halifax’ disposal. His Sri Lanka network has more than five thousand men and women under his direct control. And still I am no closer to finding who was behind the kidnapping.”“So what is the. "Karen, come in please." "Thank you. So you own this house, I watched it being built." "Yes my late wife and I built it although since she died I have made a few changes." Karen is slightly taller than me, slim with prominent breasts, She is wearing a short black skirt with 4 inch heals, A white shear blouse with no bra and since she is black it is almost like no blouse at all. I run my hand around her petite waist and pull her lips to mine. We kiss briefly."Well at least you are not shy, an me. She heard the sound of tape being torn off a roll then her head was pulled up and the hand released from her mouth. A second later the hand was replaced with tape. She screamed but no matter how loud she was, anything that came out or her mouth was muffled. Her body was rolled over, a soft rope tied around her wrists then first one ankle then the other. Somehow he managed to then thread the sides of the rope through the stakes and without too much effort she was lying there unable to move. Arms.