She has a perfect structure 34-26-34 which she tells me later.Coming to the story we are best friend and we share everything with each other everythin... means everything like crush, lust and etc. But we never have sex feeling towards each other although we flirt with each but we are just best friends. We are roaming here and there. We went to each other home regularly and too without asking and knocking on doorsAs her birthday is about to come I have made many plans but not told anything to her. The support of The Code of Bel'dar and the my secular government gave High tech the perfect cover to suspend both the culling and the female mind mutilation. Whether their primal motivation is from compassion or just their innate desire for engineering efficiency, I'm not sure. But I'm very happy with the end result.The utility townships across South America were at first a scattered mix of rebellion and support. Karbala is solidly behind me, as are the tri-townships around Xerxes. But numerous. Was I going to kill her? A lot of men choose to, ah, "end their ownership" of a female in a cellar or a full-blown basement, so my mother-in-law was positively ELATED when I merely order her to bet on her back.When she did so, I immediately forced her legs apart, mounted her and rammed my dick in her. She gasped at the suddenness of my violation, and I could see that a bit of fear had crept back into her gaze."Remember when I worked for you,, cunt?" I growled. Her breath hitched, and she began. He also got up to the minute updates on it during games.It wasn't just the fact that Darren walked by me without answering my question. It was the way he looked at me. Cops have a way of looking at people that is just different from the way other people do. We look at victims one way, ordinary citizens anther way and we have our own way of looking at suspects.The way Hood looked at me was beyond any of those. He looked at me the way we look at people who are convicted of the worst crimes.