" From his reactions so far, I think he already knows that. But I'll keep an eye out for her as well, Doctor. She'll be safe. In fact, when your compu...er geek whiz comes down here, we're going to make sure her identity sticks, that there won't be anything to pull attention away from Mrs. Abby Brooks back towards Abby Sciuto." That is the bottom line, Fornell. I cannot believe they sent her undercover. She isn't someone who is a..." Ducky trailed off, searching for words in a rare moment. "She. Jamal whistled under his breath as he feasted his intense brown eyes on her flawless, soft-contoured body. She looked so voluptuous with her mature alluringly feminine hourglass figure. Steering her towards the couch, he bent her over the back of it, and then he reached down and scooped up her Creamy white, chubby right leg by placing his hand just behind her knee and lifting it and then holding it in place as he used his left hand to guide his cock into her soaking wet mature pussy. Jamal. The author does not condone violence or forced sex, nor is this story meant to glorify such behaviour in any way.I have used a number of German words, sometimes because I did not find true English equivalents, sometimes to add colour to the tale. They are highlighted in italic font, and a glossary can be found in the following. I recommend you open this Preface and Glossary in a separate tab of your browser window, for easy reference.Please accept that this story is the effort of an amateur. “What are they?” I enquire. “Oh come on”, he retorts. “They’re condoms”, he adds. “What?” I say. “Condoms. You put them on your willy when you have sex. I heard me Da say so – he was giving orders to me Ma to put it on his willy”. As he elaborates, I feel movement down below. I like the idea of this. I don’t know why, but it sounds like it should feel good. “Where you get them” I ask. With a look of obviousness, Mark replies “Where you think?” His father’s supply. I am handed a packet, and told.