It was really attractive, and they had stuff you’d be into to,” he told her, as he came around the car to her to meet her so they could walk toget...er to the entrance. He was being low key, he didn’t just want to jump right into flirting with her so he kept it to just snagging her hand to hold it as they walked.It felt only slightly odd when Alex grabbed her hand. They had never really bonded like that when she moved in. He was never the little boy that needed or wanted his hand held. Now. The thrill has never faded.Tonight, I got to sit in the front seat beside Dad since it was my birthday celebration, and I loved every minute of it. The growl of the engine, the feel and smell of the sprung leather seats, the panelling, even the old-fashioned dials – it’s all awesome.Now that I’m driving myself, I took extra notice of the dials and the gear changes and the change in engine-sounds as Dad manoeuvred the car around. I’m nowhere near ready to drive Mabel – I’d be scared stiff of. I used to live on the 7th floor and I climbing the stairs quietly, but as I reached the 6th floor, I heard sounds of a lady moaning. I instantly stopped and sneaked quietly to have a look, I was surprised to see Mrs. Rumi who used to live there getting groped by some strange guy who was not her husband. He was leaning on to her and kissing her while he presses her boobs and she was stroking his cock with her hands.I quickly pulled my phone out and started recording everything for a minute. Then. ’ I rolled off her and reached over to the backpack, lifting the flap on the side so I could pull my pistol out of it. It was a 9mm made by Daewoo, loaded with thirteen hollow point cartridges in the magazine and one in the chamber. It was an accurate shooter, a good defensive weapon at twenty yards but useless at a hundred, which I guessed was the distance from us to the rifleman. With my other hand I grabbed Jan’s shirt and quickly rolled back to her side, laying the shirt over her, and.