The place the bodies had fallen was outlined in white chalk.It took all of ten minutes, there were few questions. Everyone had seen the news video of ...y part of the action several times. Back at the scene it all seemed so peaceful now - what a difference a few hours can make.What they didn't have was the crosswalk video. I could supply that from the security cameras. I watched the girls do their reenactment. Then we went to my office where I copied all the camera footage onto DVD's for each. Can I do this? Can I really do as I am told?? You walk the room, dropping keys and pocket contents on the dresser, drop a knapsack in the chair, look in the mini fridge, go in the bathroom close the door and come right back out. The whole time I just recline here watching you and letting the waves of your scent ebb and flow over me as you move through the room. It brings the taste of your lips and tongue and skin to my tongue, my nipples tighten and mouth floods with saliva. You stop at the. Suddenly I realized what was so terrifying about being myself. I was petrified about letting the dominant part of me out. What if they thought I was sick. What if they laughed. Worst of all, what if I hurt somebody? Jesus. That would destroy me.But I was stuck on the horns of a dilemma. I couldn't go back to how I was, that way led nowhere, so I could only go forward, but I didn't know how to make a first step.I was contemplating that when Anna called. I hadn't realized it'd gotten so late. I. I asked if he was bigger than I was, and the answer wasn’t what I wanted to hear. He had a massive dick, and it was so thick she could barely wrap her hand around it. My knees buckled when she told me she deep throated him until he came in her mouth. Madhu only does that for me on special occasions and I knew what it meant. It meant she’d let him do anything he wanted to her. I found myself silently praying that she hadn’t let him fuck her in the ass. We hadn’t discussed it, but I’d assumed.