It was a map of the city with an itinerary and some drop points which ended at the police station… I did not understand what was going on. Just next...to our washing machine, it was this big sport bag. I did not want to open it but I have to, in case Marc is in trouble. I slowly opened it, and discovered some smaller bags inside, filled with different stuff… I did not want to put the light on, in case Marc woke up, it was difficult to see but… It is… It couldn’t… It’s some cocaine… I am pretty. But she was very silky.Throught out day i was observing rachana.She seemed a little bit inactive and she didn’t talk to me very frankly.As she was placing rahul on the bed her palloo got sliped and her cleavages were seen.But she didn’t take notice of it.As she was setting rahul on the bed her boobs were shaking and that even shaked me.My cock got erected to work on .But i had to control it.As rachana noticed her pallo she got set it right.that bedroom contained two singlecoat beds attached to. I loved the way she looked. I loved the way she walked. I made a further assessment. They looked to be late 30’s. She had black hair, cut close to her head. She had beautiful eyes and large breasts. She was wearing a short black skirt with no panty lines and a cute blouse that had lacy stuff down the front. My cock got hard just looking at her. I was immediately jealous of this guy. But he was here with her when I would have been home fucking her crazy. I continued to leer at her. I lost. ” She took the mirror back, either convinced I wasn’t going to use it, or paying no attention to my movements. “It’s been tough, I haven’t been out for a week, but I’ll get over it. I’m sorry, you don’t need to know all of this.” “It’s okay.” I tried my best to be a sympathetic adult, a mode I was still developing back then. “I’m just sorry to hear about it. You always seemed so… comfortable together.” Lynette smiled a little at the thought. “Yes, comfortable. I guess I thought the same..