Victor told her to calm down; he could pick up her in ten minutes and would take her home.Hubby hung up the phone and he looked at me:“Have you hear... your girlfriend?...It would not be long; do you come?”.I answered I would rather stay at home, waiting for him. I whispered in his ear I would wait him only dressed with my high heels. Victor smiled again and showed me his bulge growing inside his jeans.So, the trap was now fully set. Laura would take my loving hubby to her home, would convince. " He said.They walked to his car, a Toyota Matrix, and waited there. It was still raining hard outside. He took off his jacket and then wrapped it around her shoulders."I'm so glad you helped me. By the way, I didn't catch your name." Leslie said."My name's Landon. Landon Fredrickson. I'm a doctor and I work at the hospital in Alexandria. I also live there. Me, my mother, my father, and my brother live there. We moved there from New Haven and lived there since I was 9. I have my own place and. I hadn’t planned on getting up for hours. Still, it might be important. I wiped the cum off my chest and face with a shirt, pulled on a pair of boxers and went to the door. Looking out the peephole, I noticed it was Katie from the apartment next door. She had on a bathrobe and looked troubled. What could I do? Katie was a single mom, with a cute little boy named Andy, who had left an abusive asshole after he beat her up. I had found this out in the middle of the night a few months back, when. I soon located the bullet, which appeared to be in one piece, not too surprising, as the large caliber low-velocity bullets in use at this time rarely fragmented unless they struck bone. Then, using a small hemostat, I extracted the bullet then thoroughly washed out the wound again. Gently probing the wound track again, I found and removed a small piece of cloth that roughly matched the hole in his pants where the bullet had struck him. After irrigating and flushing the wound one more time, I.