.if I was engaged inconversation, I'd pretend to be a Polish cleaner with only a slim graspof English. Yes, that would work, not say much, smile poli...ely, nod. Myname...think, brain, think...Magda! That'd been the name of a cleaner I oncehad. Brilliant, that'll do.I gingerly opened the door."Oh hi," said the young woman in front of me. She was in her early 30s,long hair, attractive, dressed casually. She peered searchingly over myshoulder. "I was looking for Susan?"OK, I thought, here. Yeah I admit that I was looking for trouble. I wanted to get it out of my system, before I met Jeremy.I called The Brit. "Hey what you doing now?" I asked."I'm sitting in a tub of hot water. So what do you need?" he asked."I'm at Hardee's and just finished breakfast. How about you come out to the house and give me a ride back. I would like to leave the bike out here." I said."Have you got a lock for it?" he asked."Nobody will steal it while I go back and forth. I have a chain and lock for it,. He walked his weary tired self where the rows of bodies where housed and opened that drawer. He was taken aback to see who this particular dead body was. "Hell that's got to be one of those Olsen girls," he said to himself in amazement. He recognized the form, because those two starlets were an idol for his little girl. The next thing that happened to the tired family man as he peered down at the cooling dead twin shocked him. His cock began to grow in his slacks. The Devil took over his. I moved back in to kiss her our naked bodies pushed together, feeling her hard nipples on my skin and our pussy's rubbing together. She wrapped her leg around me so her cunt juice dripped down my thigh and my lips journeyed down her neck to her chest then around her swollen nipple where I sucked on it greedily. Kerri pushed me away and let me know it was my turn; she got on her knees and pulled me down onto the toilet lid forcing my knees open. Starting at my knee she kissed, licked and sucked.