After a few minutes, he hung up the phone and picked up Rosa and carried her to the couch. "When it rains, it pours. That was the police from Rosa's h...metown. Her husband and children were just murdered by a group of drug dealers. It seems that there was a contract on the family of a police informant. The squad of assassins picked the wrong house and killed her family instead of the informants."Michele rushed to Rosa and stroked her forehead. "Oh you poor thing! Bob, go into the kitchen and. How many guys had she been fucking? Christ! She had just done two in less than an hour. How many did she do before I got there? How many would she do before she came home? How long had this been going on? She had shown no signs of being disenchanted with our marriage or with me. In bed I stared up at the ceiling and thought about our relationship and wondered if it could survive. I fell asleep with visions of Helen and other men dancing in my head.I awoke with a start. I heard a soft voice say. The uniform details, particularly the pocket, had the presumably unintended but nonetheless splendid effect of accentuating her chest. From this slight angle, I tried unsuccessfully to see if I could see down the top. I failed but that became irrelevant because it was then that Pam noticed me. Looking up, she nodded her head and smiled brightly. Remembering how little I was wearing, and fully conscious that my morning wood remained insistent, I tugged the gown together slightly. She frowned and. Today after leaving having not been gratified, I was in a hurry to get home since I was running late and didn't want any explaining to do. I got into my car and pulled out of the lot, as a k** on a bike rode up and pulled in front of me. I was forced to stop and then he slowly rode to my window with his hand on the car the entire time. I realized he was about 17 or 18 and I rolled my window down. he said I know what goes on in there and then he rubbed his crotch. I stared at it and noticed he.