Then i came again and started to hold her and do so many stuffs like holding her bra,smelling her,putting my leg between her legs etc i did nothing mo...e that.i thought she know nothing about this But after this i saw so many changes in her.after this my mom called her to come and sleep in our house but she never comes after that she started to cover her cleavage with her shall like this she never gave me a chance to do any thing .this made me mad. But god is with me i thought when i got another. “Watch me. As soon as I hit the street, I will seek out every camera I can find and repeat what you just said.”What a rookie. My mom was much more intimidating. Right on cue, the door opened, and another detective came in. I looked him over and couldn’t decide if he was supposed to be playing the part of badder cop or good cop. His glare was better. You would think that living in LA, you could get some acting classes so you’d be believable. The new detective saw I wasn’t worried. I might have. I went home with hundreds of different men ending up many times getting fucked many more times before I got home in time to return to the club to do it all over again. Once I went home with a college jock, he took me to his dorm and I think I fucked every guy in the dorm, it was non-stop fucking all the next day." So you see why I feel that it s not a problem being to be called a CUNT, because that is what I really am. Yes Peter, I don't mind you calling me a cunt, in fact I like it, I want you. He told me that she was a passenger on a motorcycle and the driver of the cycle was killed also.I was totally lost for words. "Who the hell was the driver of the cycle?" I asked."Sorry, we have to notify next of kin before we can release the name. Mr. Burke, do you own a black pick-up truck?" Yes, it's an F-150. Sheila drove it last night. Where is it now?" I asked."We were about to ask you the same question. Can you tell me what you know about your wife's whereabouts last night and also.