Iris dropped to a knee beside her.“Are you okay?” she asked.“Not really.” Breathing raggedly through her open mouth, Rebecca tongued back sali...a that wanted to leak from the corners. She belched again, wet and loud, and excused herself.Younger-Rebecca took a half-step toward her ailing visitor and though frustrated, looked concerned. “Who are you?” she questioned again.“In a minute, okay? Can you help me up, please?” Iris helped her onto the edge of the mattress. Nodding, she said: “I don’t. I slowly got out of bed and headed for the bathroom one slow step at a time fantasizing of a good soak in warm water and bath salts. The warm water sucked me into the tub one leg at a time and then my whole body followed, shrinking into the depths while I watched the water creep up my sides and tummy only to leave my breasts bobbing above like islands in the ocean. I even pictured a volcano erupting on one of them and chuckled to myself, grabbing the bar of soap and pushing it down my chest. She was wearing the same lingerie which I had delivered to her yesterday. When I looked at her, she gave me the most seducing smile I had ever seen in my life. In the evening, I got a message on Whatsapp from an unknown number. When I checked the profile, it was Anjali’s number. I asked her from where she got my number. She didn’t told me. This led to chatting between us whenever she is alone at home. Time went by and after 2 months, I got a message from her asking me if I was free. I replied. The sheriff's face couldn't be seen in the picture and the sheriff's wife had her face turned away from the camera with her face in Adrianne's cunt. He checked the picture and took a tissue and made sure that there were no finger prints on the picture.When he was sure that he had taken care of everything he sealed the envelope and put a stamp on it. He cleaned up the pictures and locked them in his luggage so that the maid wouldn't find them. He checked the room one last time and then went to.