" I thought we were going to talk about the case."Wow, there was steel in that smoky voice. She didn't want to talk about herself. To him? or to anyon...? Was there a mystery here? It wasn't his mystery to figure out, but he wished that it were."If we're going to work together, I should know something about you. Don't you think? I mean, come on, if we're going to be partners we have to be able to trust each other." He liked the way that sounded. Work together, not that he was the boss and she was. Itne mein Pooja maami ne hi Riya ki gand mein butt plug khusa diya. Abhi thoda hi gaya tha ki Riya rone lagi.Riya – Aaahh nikalo ise please nikalo bohut dard ho raha hai.Par maami kaha rukne wali thi.Pooja maami – Bhenchod abhi to shuru hui hu dalna. Randi ki bachi chut mein to matak matak ke leti hai. Cheekh mat thodi der mein maza aana shuru ho jayega tujhe.Aur maami ne pura daal diya. Riya ka chehra pura laal ho gaya tha. Aise padi thi jaise hilne ki jaan na ho usme. Riya ki gaand bhi laal. Walking up to the front door, I contemplated whether or not to ring the doorbell but instead placed my key in the lock and stepped quietly into the hallway, listening out for conversation from within.The lounge was deserted so I wandered through the dining room into the kitchen. On finding nobody, I crept upstairs, carefully avoided standing on any creaky treads. I looked along the darkened landing, desperately searching for any sign of life and experiencing a high degree of trepidation.After. A rate. A new insurance rate."Flustered, Mr. Willoughby turned back to the clutter on his desk. He moved papers around in a hopeful simulation of a man who had, indeed, been working on a new insurance rate.Miss Gretz smiled to herself as she returned to her own desk. She liked this odd little man. He did little favors for her all the time and was always so nice.Of course, she had seen the way he looked at her, when he didn't think she was aware he was watching. Every guy in the office had.