The weekend went by fast. I was amazed at that one. I was busy most of it, too. Just normal shit, maintaining the house, doing the laundry and stuff. ... was hoping Chad would be back at his post come Monday morning but he wasn't. I tried not to let it bother me, thinking it was probably for the best, maybe I couldn't really love again. I already had my love story.Apparently, according to John and Ryan or anyone else I would come in contact with, I was grumpy. I thought I was normal. They said. Whether it held up legally or not, Gretta's original statement caused the police to believe the account given by her, Missy, Jolie, and Cal. That made them more energetic and creative in trying to break down the concocted version.Individually, Brett had another problem because he had beaten Missy. His parents wanted to try have the story say that Cal did the beating, but the legal team would not go for that. Direct testimony from Missy, the victim, would be too powerful. They could not afford. " "Of course said Rick and as they both rose from the sofa se gently took hold of his hand and smiling said "Please lead on" She had seen most of the apartment but Rick showed her into the bedroom with his huge double bed and mirrored ceiling ."Amazing " said Kira "if walls could talk I bet they would tell a story " Not as much as I wished " laughed Rick ."Hey" said Kira "look we're both single and I am been thinking how to thank you for all your kindness." Smiling at him she reached up and . We still hadn’t uttered a word. The only sounds were the moans and sighs drawn out by our touches. I knelt down in front of her and spread her legs apart. She closed her eyes, turned her head to the side and whispered, “lick my pussy”…I could barely get my mouth to her lips quick enough for either of us. Since her panties were on, I pulled them to the side and gently licked and kissed her lips. They were bare, swollen, and wet. The smell and the taste was perfectly sweet and familiar. It.