“She was my best friend, you both might not want kids now, but what about in the future, if you got married. She would be my step mum and she is the...same fucking age as me.”With that she stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her, and as she went up the stairs, I heard her yell, “I fucking hate you.”I stood there staring at the door wondering what to do next when my phone buzzed.I take it you have told her. The message flashed up on my screen before it went black again.Yes, she. It wasn't a lot of fun sitting there in that dark mildewy cellar all daybut the prospect of freedom made the tension and tedium bearable. Wespent a lot of the time talking about what we'd do on leave in Londononce we got back. That night, Beliveau returned and told us where wewould meet. He said that the nazis were looking around for flyers andthat our plane had crashed ten or so miles west. Beliveau gave us a maphe'd made on a sheet of paper showing a certain house number on acertain rue or. I hope she didn't think we were following her. I mean, I know we're intimidating but we're actually really nice folk."The two officers stood up and ushered themselves towards the door. "If you do remember anything or see anything about her, please give us a call"the second officer said"Her family really misses her."I nodded and said goodbye to the officers, shutting the door behind them. I watched out the window until they disappeared into the woods. "That was a really close call"I said"Good. Probably late twenties, or early thirties with a figure that was neither curvy nor slim. Just average. She wore jeans and a cotton t-shirt that framed her smallish breasts nicely. The nipples poked out, betraying her growing lust. She looked almost embarrassed standing there.“Over here, boys. Someone needs to suck my cock.”As luck would have it, Jamie was closer but stood frozen in place. I felt his hardened cock against my hip as I brushed past him. Having had Dr. Cargill’s cock haunt my.
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