The stairway door had opened, and he heard a thump, like someone falling to the floor, but now, there was only tense silence. Rodrigo realized that he...was becoming paranoid and it was getting worse by the second. His normal instincts were dull, and he was feeling something unusual, panic. As sweat broke out on his face, he contemplated ways to kill that punk-ass pot dealer next time he saw him. It had to be the weed making him feel this way.Liv kept the P-90 pointed at the door while using her. The "goalkeeper" is a man who legally is responsible for everything when a company is drained on all its assets. I took the job because I had nothing to loose.Anders offered me some training for the job and bought two tickets for a week long charter holiday trip to Fuerteventura, one of the Spanish Canary islands a short distance, only 100 km out in the Atlantic Ocean at the west of Morocco. We had an apartment at a nice hotel just south of Corralejo, a small town at the northern end of the. At the same time she ran her hands over Barb's stomach and then down between her legs."I undressed coming down the hall," whispered Lee as she pressed her tongue into Barb's ear. "I didn't want to waste anytime undressing you and getting you to that bed."Making good on her promise, Lee all but dragged Barb to the Queen-size four poster bed and toppled the older woman into it. Pausing only to set her pocketbook down on the nightstand, an action that Barb found interesting and almost humorous as. “That's him,” she said. I gave her a quizzical look and she said it was the guy from the hot tub. I looked across the pool and there was no mistaking him, she was right. His cock was enormous around eight inches long and pretty thick and I began to imagine just how big he'd be with an erection. I hurriedly made the excuse that I had to get something from our room, needed to something about my own semi hard cock, that was threatening to turn into a full blown erection. It's not the done thing.