The wine bottles empty as is another. I am such a loser. The phone rings. I dont recognize the number, so I pick up. Hello? Hi, Janet, its Warren. I c...n hardly wait to hear his reasons for giving up, but I might as well face it with some dignity. How are you? Still stiff and sore, but much better. Still not up for a riding lesson, though! Im more concerned with how YOU are though. Is that tenderness in his voice? Me? Why does that matter? Well, silly, because you were pretty hard on yourself. Part of Susan’s love for Charlotte was apparently because she had at last found a lover to whom she could make love without being watched by others. ‘You make me feel more whole!’ she would say to Charlotte in her frequent outbursts of praise and adoration. ‘With you I am a whole person!’ Charlotte couldn’t deny that Susan’s love for her was not undesirable. Indeed, Susan’s passion for her made it easier for her to keep at bay the jealousy she felt towards Emma’s mysterious sex life and. ..you're psychotic. I'm gonna call the cops," she saidpicking her phone up. "You won't. Because I'm gonna kill you now. And this time, I'm gonnamake sure you're dead," he said and pounced at her trying to stab her.She moved away quickly and was about to go to door. But he caught hershoulder and dragged back with force that her back hit the wall. Shecried out. He tried to stab her again in her chest, but her handscaught his hand stopping him from killing her. She then kicked him inthe balls and. I’ll do it! I’m so sorry!”Kyra smiled as Janette turned around on her hands and knees and went for the nearest newspaper. Her head snapped down. She bit her teeth into it and then lifted it up. She turned back around and crawled to us, her knees sliding across the carpet. The sight sent a heady rush sweeping through my pussy. This naughty heat washed through me. I shivered at it. My cheeks burned hot.Janette held the newspaper in her teeth, her blue eyes staring up at us. The blonde slut.