Sally offered me some money then a cuppa and I said I was ok I just wanted to get in and out of my soaking clothes.Then SHIT......I had forgotten my f...cking house keys hadn't I. So now i was in Sallys's house soaking wet, no shoes or socks, no keys and locked out of my own fucking house.Sally asked me what was wrong and I had no option but to tell her. I said I'd have to ring someone with a spare key and she offered me the phone, i rang and rang and rang but guess what no fucking answer from. I'd need to get at them quickly when I made my move.I began walking toward the whore house. I stopped and went back to the truck. I snapped my ignition key from the key ring and started my truck. I left it idling as I walked toward the house.I pulled out my cell phone and dialed 911. They answered, this is 911 what is your emergency?" My wife's car has been stolen." Is your wife okay? Any injuries?" Well, no." Then I'm sorry but it's not an emergency, you'll have to contact police and report. He heard his son say, “You seem to be pretty busy around here.”She laughed, “You are referring to how much I fuck, I gather.” He affirmed that. “It’s the most fun I’ve ever had with my body and that is saying something. You seem to enjoy it and that’s what I like. BTW, your cock and your father’s are very much alike, in case you didn’t know.”He pushed up into her and came but she didn’t get off him, letting it soak in his semen which was now mixed with Jim’s from earlier as LL had seen. She. Obaninov woke up and was immediately frightened, but not for the reason we expected. "What are you doing to me? I did everything you wanted me to do and you now have the plutonium. I did not say anything to anyone, and I left town like you asked. What more can I do for you?"I said, in perfect gutter Russian, "We are not the people you bargained with. They are our enemies, and we want to know everything you know about them. Answer our questions or you will face a very painful alternative." I.