She stood about 5ft 8” or 173cm if you are into that metric stuff. Maybe mid-thirties to forties and slightly built which made me think I could over...ower her perhaps. Then I saw the Glock held firmly in her grasp pointing at my chest. There was no shaking in her hand, here was a woman very used to handling a gun.“Picked the wrong house this time!”Alice said, she saw me look at the gun and smiling said,“Yes, it’s loaded and even if I was a rubbish shot, I wouldn’t miss from this range!”Waving. Markus and Jeanne aligned themselves with one shaft each. With a silentdedication they both stepped forward, pressing their hands againstAndrea's urethras and pulling them open wide. Both of their arms startedsliding down the surreal-looking purple horsecock as they continued tomove forward. The pair pressed their heads against their chins and slowlypushed their bodies into the cum-coatted urethra, which stretched to letthem in. Markus used a lot more force and made himself push deeper intothe. The house was quiet except for the redhead's soft snores. The rain had stopped during the night. Suddenly, Arabella was roughly awakened as shadowy assailants grabbed her and bound her wrists and ankles together. A light shined in her face and a rough voice demanded her name. Blinded, Arabella made out three hulking forms arrayed around the bed.Arabella struggled against the thin bonds, which cut her wrists. She tried to tell the shadowy figures that she was just a lost traveler and had meant. Captain Saddler was on his feet the moment Pat came in. "Job well done, both of you." He paused. "Although Ms. Clarke deserves more after what she put you through, I expect we'll simply deport her when all is said and done." He looked at Pat and added, "That will allow us to seal the file on this whole investigation. No one but Lieutenant Shannon, the Sheriff himself and I will ever see it." In the meantime," Linda beamed, "We have some things for you." Taking a box from the desk she returned.