"Where was that man," he thought to himself, "I wish for once he'd be on time!!!" Ten seconds later the apartment air was split by the loud resonance...of the bell and Martin quickly buzzed his friend in. Opening the door he listened for the footsteps coming up the carpeted stairs, but oddly, he swore there was more than just Ernie's steps he was hearing! A second or two later he was proven right, as Ernie and a young man of perhaps twenty or so turned up the last flight to Martin's apartment.. A small part of her wanted to just jump his bones right in the back of the hatchback, but he was a gentleman and she was enjoying the moment. She couldn’t wait for their next date.It was the smaller part of her that got a wicked idea when Dorsey called her to let her know that he was going to need her to come in on an extra evening. He had a lot of shipping to handle and he needed to know if she’d be alright running the shop alone.She called up Craig right after she got off the phone with her. Pr aadhe se jyada bahar tha.Dheere dheere kai shot mare.Ab maine jor se shot mara to lund kafi ander chala gaya.Reena bhi cheekh padi. Reena-aaaahhh….Mar gai yaar..Hii..Meri…Chut..Oooohhhhooo…Aaahh…Uuuiiiiiii maaaa…Ooohhh…Bada mota hai…Uuuuiiii…Aaaahhh…Aaaram se dalo yaar… Maine jor se do-teen shot mare.Ab lund chut ki ghahrai mein chala gaya.Chut mein sara lund jate hi maza hi maza aane lga.Reena ko thoda dard hua. Reena-uuuyiiiiii maaa….Hhhhiii…Meri chut…Fat. “It is my duty, my Thane. And ... my pleasure.”As quickly and quietly as possible, we donned our armor. The main room of the inn was quiet, the residents asleep. The central fire pit was dampened down for the night, a soft smoke curl rising from it, the smell of the fresh pine boughs used to dampen the blaze filling the room. Smart – the fresh wood wouldn’t burn quickly, but as it dried in the heat, would make it easy to start up again later in the morning.The town of Ivarstead itself was quiet.