Morgan, I wanted to know exactly how your machine worked. What it requires to produce results.’ He looked at her, catching a glimpse of scarlet in h...r eyes. What the hell…he thought to himself. Scarlett averted his gaze and walked to the fridge. Opening the door she pulled out a bottle of water and gestured to the detectives offering them some. They shook their heads, and she closed the door. Twisting the cap off she turned to them, ‘well basically it can read the smallest of samples, be it. "Sam cringed slightly, thinking, 'no, letting me smell those soft pink soles wouldn't be a bad idea.'"Yeah, we could get him good, see how long it takes for him to cry then document how long it takes to heal." Sam's voice was monotone as her gaze found itself hypnotically fixed back on Carly's feet."Now i'm really wondering about you," Carly shook her head, wrote the idea down, and went back to the dresser for a pair of blue and yellow striped socks.'No!' Sam screamed in her head. 'you don't. As usual my friend Dan and I went to buy some drinks and returning to the apartment put them into the fridge.Soon all the invited guests arrived and the party began. We liked moving our bodies to music. Most dances were fast and rhythmical and then a slow dance began. We invited girls and started twirling around our small dance floor. I chose Alice to be my partner; she’d always been more over free than other chicks of our course. After the dance we offered our girls to drink some beer and. It was the sexist thing he had ever seen, this beautiful older women whom he as lusted after for years, with a huge fucking cock between her legs, slowly wanking, getting ready to fuck him. He could feel the panic welling up inside of him, and he was consciously trying control his breathing, taking slow deep breaths. Hey, it couldn't be that bad, could it, Susan seemed enjoy it...but then he wasn't hung like a horse. What had he and Susan read about anal sex, RELAX, you had to relax, loosen.