The gendarme pointed at a line on the page, slapping the counter again. A subtitle-less mess ensued ... Amber hid a smile.The money was counted ... th... exchange made. When the bureaucrat was finished, I found he had given us 11 Fr. per Pound. Amber grinned and kissed the gendarme on both cheeks. Amber is a very pretty girl ... still wearing her loose scoop-neck blouse ... I am sure the flic got an eyeful ... as she intended.She, Amber, explained to me that we would need more ... but the rate in. They paid me rent, and I kept it fair for them. We tallied up the expenses for the condo including utilities and split it all four ways. I suddenly realized that I was the major breadwinner. But since it would be Emily’s and my home no matter what happened to the other two, I was content to bear half the expenses.Money was tight in the industry at the moment. Interest rates for single family detached housing were at ten percent and holding. Condos were two percent higher. But Jim was pretty. My cock head had redden by the arousal I was feeling, and didn’t waist time to slamm her with one bang, digging into her ass, to begin to bang her from this on. Her loud screams from pain and pleasure at the same time could be heard around the house and I suppose it could reach to the outside too. I banged her in and out vastly while she moaned but this was only a sign of pleasure, enjoyment and happiness which mounted inside her. I told her into her ear: ‘You damn bitch, take this, you. Why?The scene faded as Emily realized her father should have been there kneeling over her, instead of herself.Instead of me ... Oh, god, no!The nausea and blackness overwhelmed her again."Emily ... I'm scared ... Please..."Something in those words suddenly marked a turn towards calm.Gradually the world returned and Emily opened her eyes. She realized that she had not been running, but rather was pulled into a tight ball on the white rug of her room. The overhead bulbs blazed like surgical work.