The door caves with the impact and he lands on his back, sliding forward, gun drawn, finger on the trigger. But the room is empty save for Sara and th... video equipment.We’re too late,” he says almost in a whisper.“I know.” Roger says with anguish in his voice. “I didn’t hear gunshots. Where are you?”“The room is empty. Sara is already dead,” Spencer says.“How?” Roger asks puzzled. “I’m looking at them right now.”“The broadcast is a recording,” he answers. “There’s a skeleton crew here. Sara. He asked if I worked up at the lodge and I said yes as he replied that he was a member of the gym,pool and sauna there but I had never seen him. He lived about 30 minutes away and was never a regular there but saaid he just might start coming more often. As we stood talking,me darting my eyes up and down from his crotch to his eyes it was obvious that he was starting to grow a boner...his cock head and balls were hanging out of one leg of those thin nylon shorts.And he kept adjust. "Why don't you change and we can try it out." She sent me upstairs to change in the bathroom. Since Jennie usually wore black patent heels I decided to wear similar ones. My dress was a bright blue party dress which was very short, definitely shorter than Jennie's skirt. Under that I wore matching black lace underwear and padded the D-cup bra. The challenge had been finding a skimpy dress with a high neckline to hide my fake tits. The final piece was a short black wig, the disguise to hide my. " "Oh No!" "Yes, Mr. Carlton. So if there is nothing else to discuss Isuggest that you contact us two weeks from today. Good-bye." Richard stared at the phone and the dial tone seemed to himto be the sound of doom as it dangled in his hand. He finally let itslip from his hand to land softly on the thick plush carpet while his legs slowly gave way beneath him and he fell, or should I say almostfolded in upon himself, onto the couch, beside the phone. Richardlost consciousness as he touched the.