Police wale mere ghar ki taraf kyon aa rahe hai? Main jhat se khidkiband karke wapas apne kamre ki taraf badhne lagi.Doosre pal hi darwaaja peetne ki ...awaj aane lagi. Main jhat se kamre kijagah apne ghar ke main darwaaje ki taraf badh gayi aur gate khol diya.Police wale dhaddhadate huye ghar mein ghus gaye.Maine hakbakakar unse poochha, “Aare ye kya kar rahe ho?”Ek police wala kadakti awaj mein poochha, “Shyaam kidhar hai?”Maine wapas poochha, “Kya kaam hai mere marad se?”Tabhi doosra police. She almost laughed, thinking it was probably someone as completely lost as her, and stopped here looking for directions.It was a long dark expensive car, something like a Jaguar. Marina wasn’t all that familiar with motor car designs, but she thought it was certainly an impressive-looking vehicle. The driver’s door opened and Daniel Medcalf stepped out, walked around the car towards where Marina sat and stepped just inside the shelter.“Hello Miss Shaw,” he said, “Thought I might find you here. I gave her a small pour, because she would be blotto otherwise. Car drank the wine in one gulp. She reached up to me and lightly kissed me. I was still in shock, but was able to snap out. I kissed her back and suddenly a frenzy of tongues were flying back and forth. I was grabbing her ass and in between her thighs. I could feel the moistness already in her shorts. She pulled away and for a second I thought that I had blown it. But then she moved close to me and slowly started sliding down my. My mind was racing. What about pictures, after-shaveand other manly traces of my existence. Debbie was in full flow. “I live with my brother buthe’s away for the weekend so it will be nice to havethe attention of two gentlemen for a chat.”The word chat was said rather suggestively and mymind was racing. Surely she wasn’t actually going tolet him…..fuck her? My cock was brick hard and myheart was pounding with both fear and expectation.This was dangerous. This was.