Neither the shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net had been installed just below the eighth floor level to protect some building workers... and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.The room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were arguing vigorously and he was threatening her with a shotgun! The man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger, he completely missed. It was anushka. I was a bit tensed cause my rod was still hard on. I hid it from her. She said ”abhi i can’t sleep, can i sleep with you?” I said, ”yea but why can’t you sleep? Go try again you’ll sleep.” I clearly wanted her to go as i was yet to complete my thing, but she didn’t go and insisted that she want to sleep in my bed , and thats final. I was helpless; i had to let her in. I was sitting on the bed; she came to me and laid on bed putting her head on my lap.After few seconds i started. I toldhim, "I want only you Master." He smiled and said, "That's sweet of you to say sissy, but we both knowthat you are a slut who craves cock." I blushed because it was the truth. I could no longer even masturbate toget myself off. The closest I came to sort of an orgasm was when gettingscrewed. He asked me, "Would you like me to fuck you tonight bitch?" I meekly told him, "I want you to make love to me Master." He laughed out loud and told me, "I make love to Mary, I fuck you bitch.If you. Then she used my hair dryer to dry her hair, lifting her arms in the air, stretching her body and her breasts. Was she deliberately exposing herself? On Friday she didn’t go to work. Her new hot water heater was being installed. I felt a pang of remorse observing the appliance truck in the parking lot. There would go my lovely morning ritual, that titillation of seeing her wet naked body. Diana sent a text inviting me to have dinner with her Saturday night, to thank me, she said. When I.