Tomorrow Bean, you and Pug will take Blanchard's car down to St. Louis and dump it somewhere." How ya gonna do her in the hospital with all them peopl... around?" We got a guy, a fuckin male nurse, on night shift at the hospital. He's gonna pay her a little visit around three o'clock in the morning and give her a shot of insulin. Nobody will notice because she is already in a coma. She'll be dead before morning and it will look like she died from her injuries." What if they do one of them autopsy. I could feel the warmth of her through the fabric. I could hear her sighing contentedly.My hands found the elastic banding of her pantyhose and panties and I slowly began to peel them from her, tugging them past her hips and pushing the fabric down her legs. Once again I looked up and once again she steadied herself as I slipped the garments past her feet and summarily tossed them aside. I glanced up to her, nodded and her hands fell back in place by her side.Slowly standing in front of her, I. Practically dragged her down the steps of the Mayor's mansion and into the street."Just keep walking!" Frank growled, "and for God's Sake stop making so much noise! You're gonna get us killed!" Killed?" Ivory squeaked, "What do you..."Frank dragged his daughter-in-law around the corner of the mansion and slapped his hand up against her mouth, forcing her to "Shut the Fuck Up and Listen!" Ivory stopped, stunned that her husband's father would treat her this way. Luckily, she was too enraged to. I tore in frustration at the buttons on her shirt, hearing them rattle on the cobbles as they flew off. It didn't matter anymore, I had to put my hands on her bare skin. I jerked her bra roughly down - hearing the fabric tear, exposing one, rounded breast to the night air. The engorged nipple stood out darkly against her pale skin, puckering to a hard pebble in the cold air. "Fuck," she rasped. "Yes!" I bent my head and sucked her sensitive flesh into my mouth. She groaned. I rolled my tongue.