No masculine element. I deduced that her husband hadn’t been interested in western music at all, or maybe she had weeded out his contributions after...he died. She was very generous with the drinks: tequila sunrises with more tequila than sunrise flowed from the moment I arrived, and soon I was feeling disarmed and a bit reckless. I was helping her in the kitchen, making a salad, when she excused herself for a minute. I found a post-it pad and a pen, wrote a note and placed it next to the salad. Birju: Ye baat? Chudne ke liye condom khud to randiya lati hai. Randi hai kya tu?Pooja: HaanBirju: Pura bol, behen ki lodi. Kya hai tu bata?Pooja: Randi hun main. Please ab aa jao.Birju: Main ghar ja raha hun. Mere dosto ko kuch dikhana hai. Aur han school mein photo bhi bhejni hai. HahahaPooja: Please Birju. Aisa mat karo. Randi hun apki. Chudna chahti hun apse. Apke liye sab kuch karungi. Please.Birju: Chal theek kutiya. Tujhe aj apni randi bana hi deta hun.Birju flat par pahunch jata hai.. His cock was at least twelve inches in length and three inches in diameter, and he was already dripping precum.Candice then looked into his blazing eyes and saw a deep love and compassion for her and she felt at ease. His mind told her that his only desire was to fuck her and make her his. She responded by getting on all fours offering her ass and cunt to him for his pleasure. She then felt him spread her ass checks apart and rub his cock from her clit to her ass. She quivered and moaned in. Roland Garfunkel, you are under arrest on charges of embezzlementand fraud. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can andwill be used against you in court."I just looked at them confused, then I burst out laughing. "This is ajoke right?" I'm afraid not sir, we have here a valid warrant for your arrest,you're coming with us."What could I do? I figured I could go with the police and easily beatthe fraud charges, after all, I was innocent.Chapter 2 - Trial ----Justice works quickly.