I couldn’t believe she was home already, and wanted to ask her how things went. When I was about to walk out the door to go over, the light in her ...edroom turned on, and I noticed that the shades were open. My house was dark, so it looked as though I was either asleep or not home form outside, so I went upstairs to my bedroom and opened the shades enough for me to be able to see into her room clearly. Lisa was nowhere in sight, but I could see almost her whole room from where I was sitting. . ”“What’s up? And what time is it there?”“About 10:30pm. Did we wake you?”“No. Jesse and I were already up. So are the girls, I think, because I hear the shower running. What’s going on?”“Dante,” Julia said.“You called me in Moscow because of Dante? What the heck happened?”“He was pissed that you weren’t at the meeting on Monday. It seems he expected you to do the programming. He threw what I can only describe as a temper tantrum. He demanded that you show up in his office on Tuesday. We tried. As it turned out, we had to talk to the tellers to get anything like useful information.The four bank robbers had worn the usual uniform of the breed: black hat and duster. Each one had been masked, but one item struck me as very peculiar: the apparent leader had worn a bright yellow bandana as a mask. That was the first time I had ever heard of a yellow bandana, and I had never seen one. I couldn't help wondering why someone would wear so striking a piece of clothing to a robbery.The one with. " she said giggling with her Swedish accent. I stopped finger blasting her pussy and looked her in the eye. "What? you know I have a high as fuck sex-drive." she said smirking. "Oh you're gonna pay for that." I said. "What you going to do about i-" she said without finishing. I grabbed Lotta and threw her towards the vacant chair, she landed over the arm exposing her soft peachy ass, I hitched up her skirt and thrust my dick inside her ass balls deep. As I thrusted inside her I threw my clothes.