Every one of the them had come up empty.The only hint of what was happening at the 'street level', was a report submitted by 'deep cover three'. This ...gent had been placed on the borders of the Maldanado organization in the role of a 'Wise Guy'. His report stated that the entire 'Family' was in the process of pulling up stakes ... and scattering to the four corners of the globe. Then the report degenerated into an out and out 'Fairytale'.'Magicians? Dragons? What in the name of Heaven was going. .My most favorite thing to do is pick up the phone and call a plumber, electrician, handyman or some other blue-collar tradesman. I love the rough, hairy, sweaty, primitive types best. The more uncouth, dirty and brutish, the better!I always make up a story about a leaky tap or squeaky door hinge or some nonsense. Of course, they always say they can't see a problem at which point they alway turn around to see me bent over with my tight little skirt hitched up. I hardly ever wear panties so they. 1 baje ke kareeb wo nahane ke liye gayi bhi uske phiche se fata fat darwaje ke us ched per ankhe thika kar baith gaya bhean ne phele apni jeans utari uski gori tange bahut sexy thi jassi ne black color ki tranperent panty dal rahi thi jise usne utar diya ab wo neche se puri nangi thi uski chut per chote chot bal the aur use dekh kar to jaise mere badan me bijli si machal gayi ab jassi ne apna top utara ab wo siraf ek black color ki transperent bra me thi aur kuch der baad wo bhi neeche utar. "What is it? What's wrong?"Elyse had come up behind him in her bare feet, and her voice startled him. He turned, holding the package carefully out in front of him as though it might be radioactive."Oh. That."He lifted his eyes from the box. Elyse stood there in her robe, her expression at first calm, then apologetic. She seemed to be waiting for him to speak."Please don't go."His voice sounded so small, as though he barely had the air to make the words come. He wanted her to move closer, to.