Maybe Emile could. Probably.I called Sharon Fleming. Something in my voice got me put through immediately. “Wexler took a shot at me. Busted out my ...ear window.”“You’re okay?”“Fine. I was driving south on I-90 from Hardin. I think Wexler was on Highway 212. Don’t know if he’s following me. Don’t know what he’s driving.”“Wait one.”I waited one. Then two and three.“Good. The Denver office has two agents about half an hour south of Sheridan. They’ll meet you at the Holiday Inn, it’s just off. Woah she was a perfect definition of perfection in every angle and i loved it .As i always thought i felt pessimistic about ever getting her and moved on . A few days passed and i was at the hard rock cafe waiting to listen to my friends jam a play there and in walked the same girl today in a semi transparent white top and jet black jeans ! She was a goddess and so beautiful that many heads turned her way . I felt she was slightly younger than me. She and a couple of guys and girls sat in the. When I had slipped the dress on I took off my knickers as they were soaking wet anyway so as I lay on my bed listening to events unfolding next door, I hitched up my dress and Benji assumed his position between my spread thighs. There were plenty of juices for him to enjoy from earlier and he got straight to work lapping away with that delightful rough tongue. I look very like my mother, people often say we are peas in a pod. As I lay there being licked out by the dog, I wondered if my dad was. She gave me coffee and we had a serial which was going on tv i asked her weather she watches alot of serials , she replied that since no one is familiar since she is newly married and her husband goes out for job and comes home only for 2 days in a week she was bored. I said that if she need any help that i could provide and shared my number inturn she too shared hers.I right after i stored her number sent a "HI" in whatsapp and she laughed sitting here and texting . I found her as a pretty.