My husband is coming home... he'll kill you..." So, we'll kill him back." They laughed, their hideously distorted faces jerking back as they howled."G...t up real slow and walk into the bedroom, lady. Don't try to scream. Just relax enjoy it."A rough hand prodded her and she rose, looking at the mashed faces beneath the nylons. She stumbled ahead of them, flicking on the light when she entered the room."On the bed." Please, don't. I'll give you money. All the money I've got in the house." We. Her belly moved in and out with nervous little breaths. She started to fold her arms but she fought the urge to cover her breasts. Her hands fidgeted at her side. The light in the room, so warm and friendly a moment ago, had transmuted into the penetrating glare of a showroom spotlight. Every inch of her naked body was exposed to Sam Valentine’s critical gaze. He sat back down on his desk to study her. He focused on her breasts, firm and pointy she liked to think, but maybe they drooped just a. **Authors Note*** Well life is still keeping me rather busy, but otherthan that things are slowly starting to settle down for me. This chaptershouldn't be a cause of tissue use, but we will start seeing a bit ofmore the tenacity that is packaged in the petite 5'4" Jordan. Hope youall enjoy " Hello, Tim? This is George here." Yes, George?" A wave of relief came over me."You might like to know that your wife is here after you threw her out. Now Mary and I don't want to interfere, but I have to say, whatever is going on between you two, no decent man calls his wife all the names under the sun and throws her out in the street late at night. We thought you loved her. Mary and I even became quite fond of you. We were obviously mistaken in our judgement." And then he rang off.I sat in.