“Wait, how many people were endangered during your gunfight?” someone else shouted. Em turned and gave them a dismissive wave while walking away, ...ever glancing back. Doug glanced from his partner to the journalists, and followed the lead detective. The assembled reporters were quiet for a moment and then scrambled to collect their notes and escape the freezing wind.Doug glanced at Em as they headed towards the elevators. “I’m not sure turning up the heat on our suspects is helping.”Em shrugged. "Thank you, Heather. You've been such a help to my in this difficult time,especially as I have Daddy's funeral to attend tomorrow." The voice boxwas built into the throat of the new suit and had been perfected from atape that he had found of Cynthia singing one Christmas. Over the past fewdays he had practised Cynthia's signature and had logged into her PC andchanged all her passwords."How the hell are Cynthia and William both going to attend Daddy'sfuneral?" the new Cynthia asked. There was no. 911! I don’t care, I can’t stand it!” Sobbing and wailing of remorse followed this outburst. For the first time, I paid attention to the rest of the room. The guy stumbling toward the door was the taller guy who’d been teased with me. “Can’t take the cane, can’t take the cane,” chanted the woman. A voice called, “All right, applicants. Only one more loser to go. Who will be the last to lose his chance for sex with all us woman?” Dorothea, as always, kept to the business at hand, and I felt a. He called me a cock-sucking bitch and told me to suck it good. Much to my surprise I liked what he said and moved to do as I was told. He put his cock in my mouth and held my head steady as he fucked my mouth and as he said my face. Shortly I could tell that James wanted more than my mouth as he pulled out and reached down and took me by the hand. I stood and he kissed me, you have to know I am only 5’3” so he bent down and grabbed my tits and told me lets go fuck to which I just moaned. .