I didn’t even have to see any of it to know what was most likely going on. ‘Damn you’re so fucking cute,’ was the last thing I heard Trevor sa... before he probably engulfed Abbie’s mouth within his own, grabbed her ass underneath her skirt, and began trying to finger her through her panties. Abbie was only able to make out a quick squeak before the only sound she could make was a long moan. 2 o’clock on the fucking dot my cellphone rang. I don’t know why I didn’t check. I always fucking check. I. ‘Whores are a dime-a-dozen in a city as big as Cincy.’ He bit off the end of the cigar, spit it in a waste basket, and then lit the torn tip, puffing like a blow fish and sending a whorl of the wanna-be Havana smell toward Moe. ‘So Boch takes advantage, it ain’t no skin off my back.’ ‘Only this chit wasn’t a whore until she met Boch, and she didn’t come to America wishing to get poked in the ass in front of Boch’s cronies while her body was fighting for her life and the life of her unborn. ‘Good morning Katie.’ The girl tried to pretend that she hadn’t noticed the mocha smooth voice and that she didn’t feel his gaze on her flesh. She might have fooled him but not me. I could feel her excitement rise in great flutters. It was making me sick. ‘Katie.’ He repeated. ‘Where are we?’ I repeated a little more insistently. ‘Gayle! Good morning!’ She smiled and looked up at him. She pinched the hose off and turned to talk to him. She was half his size, probably around the five-foot mark.. Mujhe uski niyat pe sandeh ho rha tha.Maine kha ghar me koi hai nhi tum chale jaao.Tab tak papa jim se wapas aagae mai waise hi blowse aur peticot me hi thi.Unhe dekhte hi nitin wapas chala gya.Par papa ne mujhe bahut ajeeb nazro se dekha.Magar kuch kha nhi.Mai change karne apne kamre me chali gai. Din me papa ne is baare me koi baat nhi ki.Jab raat ko raajev office chale gae mai aarav ko khila kar sula di aur papa ka khana lekar unke room me gai.Papa ji ka khana rakhkar mai wapas aa rhi thi.