In his French accent Kevin yelled, “Hello the house! Is anyone home?”The barrel of an old muzzle loader was shoved though the door, and a female v...ice responded, “Go away!”“Please, I’ve a hurt foot, and my horse became frightened and ran away. I just need to rest my foot for a bit, and get a drink of water.”“Why do you talk so funny. You’re not some Johnny Reb are you?”“No, Mademoiselle, I’m Canadián.”“What are you doing here?”“My family wants to improve the quality of their herds. So I was. I sat on the floor between his legs and started licking his lund with my soft tongue. Soon his lund was clean. Now he as well me was tired. So he again ordered me to prepare three pegs. I made pegs and offered them. They did not cover their lunds and made me sit in between them and holding my one chuchi (tits) in there hand started sipping of wine. Master said, “yar n.k. Teri wife to badi hi katil cheez hai ab main isko hamesha ke liye apni rakhel banana chahta hun, mere under mein 7 branch. Victor pulled the underwear under the sheet, tucking them under his back as she opened the door.Detective Robert Lynch walked into the room.He stood about five foot eight inches and weighed around one hundred and seventy pounds. He had on tan slacks, and a white shirt showed through his tan trench coat. Clutched in his left hand were a small notebook, and a pen. On his head was a yellow Stetson that covered his black hair, and he was wearing silver aviator glasses, Victor noticed.Robert looked. Alene couldn’t help it, she busted into tears, “I am such a horrible person, I deserve to die, I’m so sorry.”“You’re right on all accounts, you just forgot one thing,” Nadia whispered back, “I shouldn’t have entered your room like that.”“You’re right,” Alene laughed lightly, “please let me explain.”“Ok, just because I like you and we’ve been best friends for so long, I’ll be at your place in ten.”“Thank you.” Whispered Alene.“Don’t thank me just yet,” Nadia answered and ended the call.Ten.