"I think I love you," she whispered, uncertainly.Justin's life just got a whole lot more complicated, he felt. Especially when he told her he thought ...e loved her too."Justin?" she asked after a time. Sucking in her breath she asked, "do, do you like me more than Chrissie Benmore?" Chrissie, what? Of course, why?" It's just that... It's not that I'm spying on you or anything, believe that." Sure, I know!" he replied, doubtfully."It's that... someone saw you saying goodbye to her outside her. Sarah glanced at Isabella and her expression had changed – she was no longer strong and angry, more…what was that expression, thought Isabella. Mixture of interest and…desire. She felt Sarah was sizing her up…but not as a rival…more as a…lover.Isabella blushed and looked away. She felt the moisture gathering between her legs…oh how her body gave her away.Daniel had produced a bottle of Champagne and roughly clattered three glass flutes onto the sideboard. Isabella thought the stems might. .I'm not surprised...sluts like you like all cocks and any cock. My wife...she's like you...my Mary...still likes a gangbang...even now..in her 50's. Keep stoking that cunt gurrrl. Ah can see it's getting wet...Ernie's gonna so love those....and they nipples...just you wait till I get ma mooth on they buds..I'll have yea squirting...now I'm gonna get yee tae stop feeing that a second, and tak my troosers aff, ave a surprise for ya."Sylvia took her fingers off her soaking knickers and got down. . leave me alone." This girl was more scared than I thought, if she were telling me this when the cops must have been right there with her, urging her to keep me talking. Of course, I had spent time building her up to this terror, so maybe it wasn't all that surprising.Just like Laurie had been called for weeks and weeks.After the first week, Laurie had taken my advice. Gone to the police. Sheriff Roberts was a gruff old man who'd had his job since Reagan was in the White House ... He told.