Lindiwe stood outside the rear entrance of a grand old house in the securely guarded avenues of Reigate South Park. Only clients like the gentleman sh... was about to see had benefited at all from the lack of opportunities for more conventional employment whose inevitable result was less expensive and more widely available sexual services.Sir Eric Esterhazy was a regular client of Empire Cleaning Services, Lindiwe's employer, and consequently one that she couldn't afford to disappoint. He was. " Although he had not had his customary fuck the night before, nor this morning, Carson, unlike his over-sexed wife, was not feeling at all horny.But that was a situation that was very soon going to be changed in a most dramatic fashion.He rounded a bend in the trail and halted. The trees ahead bent over the path on both sides, forming a leafy archway and through that archway a pony was trotting towards him. A young blonde girl was astride the pony, riding bareback. For an instant, Carson was. Sometimes, poor Lucrecia was so caught up in the itching and the depression of not being able to move properly that Angelica felt obligated to take care of all the sexual demands that they used to tend to as a team hiding their complicit guilt from prying eyes.Angelica thought now it would be nice to wear bikinis and stretch out on the clean white sand for a change and not be concerned at all with the stresses of meeting new boys or acting flirtatiously with insincere promises of carnal bliss.. I moved to grab the doorknob and glanced at the clock it was 8:39, then I flung the back door open. The guy that shot Kersen looked up the steps at me then started to swing his gun towards me. I unloaded both barrels into his head and chest. He didn't have a chance. As I started to move out to get to Kersen who was on his knees with one arm holding himself up, his other arm around his stomach, suddenly two bullets slammed into the doorframe beside me. The other two goons were shooting at me. I.