He then twisted the twice-shot man's hands behind him and cuffed him.Part of me wanted to do nothing more than fall down and cry, but something bigger...in me simply couldn't do that, wouldn't let the terrified part of me do that. So instead I walked shakily back to my car, opened the trunk and got out my first aid kit. I ignored the asshole honking his horn, resisting my sudden desire to throw a rock through his windshield. The panel van had pulled away, leaving me plenty of space as I set it. As Dan drove his Mustang towards the Convention Center, Wendy had his right hand busy fingering her pussy.“Getting your pussy primed for Aaron to fuck you?” He kidded, and she blushed.“I’m still getting used to the idea of being in a very loving relationship with you and Karen, plus having so much sexual freedom.”Dan parked the car and escorted Wendy inside. Her winter coat remaining open, revealed her sensual body. The sounds of her high heels announcing each step on the ceramic floor drew. This is a story of my friend who used a secret call recording app that was given by me. As I explained in my previous story “How I explored the affair of my Brother’s wife”. Bangalore is full of surprises.I would like to thank for the huge support for my previous story “How I explored the affair of my Brother’s wife”. And many people asked the app to spy someone. And also I have given the app for the people with good response, good reasons and good intentions. As the app is very sensitive I. Mom did not seem to detect any change in our behavior; at least she did not demonstrate any suspicion towards either Gary or me. Mom stayed with her routine of drinking herself to sleep each evening and was snoring loudly by nine o'clock every night; opening the window of opportunity for Gary and me to play nasty-doctor-and-naughty-nurse each night after she went to bed.As soon as I was in my room alone and Mom was asleep, Gary would make a beeline in to see me. He would enter my room,.