.Ooohhhhh karne lagi thi..Wo ulath gayi or mera ser le ke gaand ke paas sata di..Kya khusboo tha dam bhar ke chat ne laga..Wo to do bar jhad chuki thi...or wild v ho gayi thi.Wo mujhe dhakka di or mere uppar beith gayi..Mujhe kiss karna suru kiya or gale me v kiss kiya..Dress ko utar ke full body me apna jiv ferane lagi kya fillings tha yar…Uske bad dhire dhire niche gayi or ek dam patak se mera 8″ lund ko muh me le kar choosna start kiya..Hum v siskariyan le rahe the..Wo mere goti ko v. "Yes?" Euphemia?" Mummy? What brings you to make a call?" I was fretting, my dear, about your need for financing, so I asked around. An old friend of your father's used to work for a bank, so I spoke to him about your problem. He was ever so nice, and took all the information I had, and promised to get back to me.It took him a while, but he called me yesterday. It sounded terribly complicated, but he said the bank could advance you up to a hundred thousand pounds, provided they had a lien on. Instead they put out the cause of her death as heart failure.And if the third body belonged to Richard Brookbank...By slow increments a sequence takes shape in my mind. Helen welcomingRichard with open arms, only to learn that he wasn't the person sheremembered. The two of them on the breakwater, Helen having fled there inblind panic. Bob Hodgson braving the elements in an attempt to persuadethem to come back. Carol following him down the steps.One person survived.That person now claims to have. I shuddered on the bed. I sat my phone on my chest, eyes blinking.“What do you intend to use your remaining charges for, Master?” Jophiel asked.“Not sure, except...” I frowned. “The house needs to be bigger. With all these concubines...”“Yes, I have been thinking about that for the last seventeen seconds,” Jophiel said. “I have a layout to your house that would be ascetically pleasing and would provide the room for your harem.”“You figured out the architectural layout in seventeen seconds?”She.