She opened her legs a bit and I got my middle finger stroking her slit, up and down slowly getting to the lips through the hair. Once there I got the ...ip of my finger in and moved it as much as I could. Within a few minutes of this she suddenly grabbed my hand and held it tight against her. I could feel her pussy muscles working on my finger and then she came. Her eyes were closed and I thought she was going to faint but she just slumped against me until she recovered. The train started off. So it wasn’t going to happen. Three hours driving distance should be a safe buffer zone. I look around. Vehicular traffic is almost non-existent. I have seen only a dozen cars in the past hour. The first car was a cop, and the next eleven were lone men cruising for hookers. The men were searching for the shivering ladies of the night who had been moved away from the near street corner. I did a hooker once. Actually, twice. Nasty business, but way in the past. Everything I was seems to be in. We are addicted tohappy endings and riding off into the sunsets, and because of it, weimagine that stories end when the couple is happiest. But in the end,Prince Charming slept around on Cinderella, and Beauty spanked theBeast. and Raggedy Ann cheated on Raggedy Andy with Buzz Lightyear. Formost of us, the end ends up garbage.And so it was. Molly resigned to go work for a nearby brothel, one thatvalued her talents more highly.And me?I kept working as a maid for four months. Then, one day, Miss. I had no idea he was planning on drug smuggling.’ ‘It’s okay honey. I believe you.’ He sat beside her on the bed putting one arm around her and holding her trembling body tight against his. ‘So they think I murdered him?’ ‘Yes, that’s what they thought. The police came to ask you questions about the documents you’d signed. They walked into the wrong office and saw Duffield slumped over his desk. He’d been stabbed, but the knife wasn’t there. They searched around the rest of the offices and.