For the most part, Grace and I moved about the cocktailparty separately. A few times I noticed her greeting other of the maleguests and felt pangs of...jealousy each time I saw her hold the hug alittle too long, or plant a kiss on a man's cheek. I knew that was acommon way for women to greet men who they were not romantic with, but Iwas still feeling a little sensitive about Grace. That was something Iwas going to have to get over though, because she would always be one ofthose women that. “Don’t stop.”I slipped my hands down each of her arms and wrapped arms around her, tightly squeezing her in a bear hug.“Oh, you are soooo good,” she breathlessly replied, as I slipped my hands down her sides and gently massaged her hips, slowly repositioning her on my lap.“I think someone’s getting a bit excited,” she whispered as the obvious became more apparent.“I’m sorry,” I apologized.“I’m not,” she replied, slipping her hands under my outstretched legs and pulling them upwards. She leaned. Aur phir uski chut ko chood tey chood tey apni finger ko uski gaand me dhal diya aur gaand ke cheed ko chood ta raha.. Woh aur chilayi aur boli ke uss cheed me aaj tak nahi kuch ghusa hai.. Mai bola aaj toh ghus ke rahega phir toh..Phir usko doggy style me driver aur navigator wale seat ke beech me uska sir dhala taki uski gaand aaram se chood saku (people watching fake taxi would get some idea about such a position) phir thoda uski cheed ko geela kiya aur zoor se ghusa diya looda aandar gaand. He probably could have gotten more cooperation if he had threatened Greta.I needed some personal protection and I knew who to call. I used my cell as I headed home.I got home and went inside. I packed a few things and put Greta's bowls in a bag with her dog food. I retrieved a small pistol and the mace I kept for around the house protection.About that time, a horn beeped. I looked outside to see the white Hummer sitting in front of my house.As I walked outside and towards the HumVee, the doors.