"I knew what she was talking about. "Just remember what I said, be yourself and if someone can talk only to your breasts and not to you, then don't gi...e them the satisfaction of acknowledging them."She walked over to me with a smile, pressed herself against me, and said, "The girls don't mind if you talk to them. They like it when you show them how happy you are to see them."I smiled. "The girls?"She rubbed her breasts against me. "Mm-hmm."I nodded and kissed her. "Then let the girls know that. . well, comprehensive...Mrs. Miller was about in her late forties I guess. She was still very attractive to me. Blond curly hair reached her shoulders - almost like a lion! -, the big breasts you could expect under her body shaped business dresses she usually liked to wear. Long slim legs under her mostly tight cut skirts, almost every day black nylon stockings and elegant shoes usually with high heels, you could hear them on the floor with every step - very different from the women of her age. Hath pichhe leke usne mera sir apni chut pe dabaya aur jor se chusne ko kaha aur 2 min me wo mere muh pe zad gai. Me uska pura ras chaat ke saf kar diya.Wo thak gai thi aur 5 min leti hui thi.Lekin me abhi zada nai tha. Isiliye me khada hua aur use fir se doggy me leke full bend kar diya. Wo boli thodider ruko ab tgo plz. Lekin me fir bhi nai maaba. Aur uthke uske chut me lund ghusa dia. Use thoda dard hua lekin 5 min me wo moan karne lagi. Me jor jor se zatke mar raha tha. Badi gand ki wajah. We have no other new information." He looked sharply at Johannes."Yes. Well sir, there are several other things. When I reviewed the file some time ago, I noticed that the wife of the deceased was a woman I know. We have been friends for the past two or three years and see one another when she is in Geneva on business. So, I sort of had an interest in that one. That's why it got my attention." I presume there is some other connection here? Beyond your girlfriend, I mean." Yes, sir, there is..