I am also enjoying the same at my home.The main lead of this story is my Facebook friend Nisha and her mother. Nisha is living exactly in our opposite...apartment in which I was living. So I usually stare at her in free time from the balcony. She also stared at me sometimes and giving an attitude look.So this looking at each other went on for a few days. After that, as I know her full name, I searched her on Facebook. I sent a friend request to her which she accepted. After that usual talk. ’ ‘First Robert, something much more important.’ I took a deep breath. ‘I know who our killer is. Its Thorfinn Olafson.’ ‘DAMN, I thought he was dead. I haven’t heard anything about him since the last time you saw him. That was in,’ Robert hesitated. I knew he didn’t want to give anything away, but I had already formed my judgment of these cops. I sensed that somehow they were not only NOT going to be surprised by what was going on, but would take things in stride. ‘April of 1943, outside of. It was more than twice as thick as before, and almost twice as long. Thankfully, the strength in my muscles had returned and I was able to sit upright and touch it. I felt myself panting as well. I looked again at Jiyeon and what I saw was an extremely horny young woman.“Magnificent, isn’t it?” she said as she approached me and climbed on the bed. She was drooling.“Yes,” I said and suddenly I realized the power I had. Jiyeon had made herself extremely horny and turned me into a sex machine.. Twilight’s coolness now enveloped the patio. The conversations had been intense and enjoyable. Only a few g****s and a bread crust littered the plate. John looked at the empty wine bottle and said, “There is more wine inside, would you like some?” He began to rise from his chair.“I am a little cool, could we go in?” asked Dafina.“Sure,” replied John.“Here, let me help clear the table.”As they placed the glasses and plates in the sink and the empty wine bottle on the counter, her body brushed.