I decide to secretly send him a text to make him aware. I also suggest to him to try to sneak some pictures and videos. Now that I have his attention...... I'm going to have a little fun with this. Even though I really have to pee bad too, I grab us girls another cold one from the coolers. We continue talking, laughing and goofing off. My husband asks if he can have a turn driving the boat. John says of course and trades him seats. My husband is no rookie when it comes to driving a boat, he knew. My wife was front of me and the fat man sitting beside me just a thin layer of glass was separating us. Her eyes was watery because of forced drink. From back they started playing with her hair one new man rubbing her ass over her saree. Prem was telling her to remove cloths again and again and she was just standing in front of mirror so he become angry and pull my wife towards him put his one hand on her breasts and squeezed them very heard I herd the voice of wife “OOOhhhhh AAAAhhhhh. And if there were any problems with the deal, we would hear about it because they liked having Taylor prance around their meetings. We knew what to buy ahead of time, what to short sell, and when to get out. We figured that we only had 2 or maybe 3 years before she was “too old” for their tastes and we would probably both be looking for new jobs, without great positions on our resumes. We planned on living as simply as we could and put all our money into these trades, including leveraged funds. None of us was missing a gun. None of us owned a gun of the exact caliber and type used in any of the murders.’ ‘A different caliber barrel is not that hard to retrofit if you know what you are doing.’ ‘Did you ever find any of those barrels?’ ‘No.’ ‘When you determined the make of the bullets used, did you ever find any of that brand in our possession?’ ‘No.’ ‘Exactly how did your perpetrators travel by air, hundreds, even thousands of miles with a hand gun?’ ‘They didn’t. One of the other.