"Want a ride sport?"he asked. I almost said no, because I wanted to go home, but my mouth didn't listen. "Sure" popped out, and I opened the door and ...opped in. He asked how my day was, fine I told him. Then he patted my legs, how's that tight ass doing? I felt a tingle in my gut, and my dick started to get hard. It's bored, came out. Wait, who's doing the talking? I thought my brain did the thinking and gave me words to speak. It turns out that my dick can put words in my mouth too. He. It is a pity I didn’t kill her while I had the chance. At least something good would come from this.”“You are sorely trying my patience, woman,” Joseph said. The woman’s smile turned almost feral.“Oh, that’s right,” she said snidely. “I heard rumors that the girl was to be yours. If my son cannot be king, at least he can cuckold him every night.”The backhand that sent her sprawling to the dirt came too quickly for Gabrielle to defend herself. Before she could gather her wits, Joseph grabbed the. When we prove it, what happens to them?’ ‘Filing a false police report. A misdemeanor.’ ‘Did they use spray cans or a brush?’ ‘Spray cans.’ ‘I’ll bet they bought them from Crawfords. I’ll also bet the dye in the pool was bought there. As they say on television, follow the money.’ The sheriff had finished his breakfast. He stood. I stood. He looked at me and I said, ‘I don’t want to wear handcuffs. I’ll ride in the back and I promise not to attempt an escape.’ ‘I don’t want to take you in.’. My sister was married when I was in my final year of my college. The next year my nephew was born and I also completed my degree. Since I took a break after college days, I went and stayed with my elder sister to help her with the baby who was 6 months old then.Both my brother in law and sister in law were working and hence my presence in their house really helped them. My brother in law had an athletic body and used to work out in the gym.I have always noticed his eyes wandering over my body.