"I've come to help you. I am a friend" Please... get him off ME", cried a nearly hysterical Bobbie, referring to the dead body of the Muhajideen leade... lying over her."Certainly, young lady", replied Arkan smoothly as he bent to grab the man's body, " I am so sorry that this happened. We saw the Moslem swine shot your plane down and came as quickly as we could to help you. We must work quickly; where is your pilot? Is he all right?" Valkyrie?", said the shaken Bobbie, " Oh my God! I don't know. I couldn't get fired; I needed this job! I tried to answer, but no noise came out of my mouth. I was paralyzed. He pulled me down the hall into his bedroom and closed the door."Get down on your knees, you little bitch." He walked towards me and pushed me down, pulling his cock out of his pants and pushing it down my mouth, which was open in shock. "Suck my cock, you little slut, and suck it good."I obeyed, sucking his head, swirling my tongue around it and then deep-throating his cock. I. As you look about you notice the roses and bottle of wine on the coffee table. You smile.Your eyes return to him as he says, "You are as beautiful in person as online." Smiling, he motions you to the sitting area. He watches you saunter to the couch, lingering on the curve of your bottom, before following and pouring you a glass of wine. You smile again. "I can't believe we are doing this," you say. He nods. You continue, "So as we agreed, no kissing, no touching right? We are just to watch. Thomas started choking up as he stared at the old mansion. Beth put her arms around his shoulder and hugged him. It seems that history was repeating itself, thought Thomas, thinking of his brother. Edward had moved into the house last year and his wife had disappeared eight months ago. Edward had almost been convicted for her murder, but no body was ever found. Still, many of his family and friends thought he killed her and shunned him. Edward had become a little mentally unbalanced and was now.