I turned and stared at a poster of a blonde bimbo in a tiny bikini while, I assume from the furtive sounds I could hear that he was retrieving somethi...g from his secret hiding place. He moved things around on his desk for a moment and told me I could quit staring at his girlfriend. Fat chance! He may be a good looking kid. But he's rotten inside. Any girl that falls for his charm will regret it.I turned back and watched as he twisted a capsule open and poured the powder from it onto a sheet of. It was a morning of a weekend, it was beginning of autumn, but not was cold, it was a fairly temperate climate from our parts :-P, we're in the car with our parents, i and my sister we're sitting behind and my sis has a wide skirt, of the type like in the videos here above, namely a bit loose, and legs nude with low shoes, sometime i throw off the eye toward her legs and she, maybe thinking to a my precipitation with the head under the table that it was happened little days before :-P while we. As she got closer, I realized she removed her bra. Very sexy, I thought to myself. Matt quickly spoke, "Wow Steph, you look incredible. No way she is going to believe I picked up a woman like you."She thanked him and went towards the second bottle of wine to pour a glass for Matt. As she leaned down over the coffee table, her blouse hung down flashing her tits to both of us. Over the next hour or so we sat in the living room talking and drinking our wine. I finally suggested we head upstairs. ”“Yes. Trust me. We have a deal. I’m taking you to Mallorca to talk to the police, and then to my home in the U S of A.”“Safe? Anyone know? I think bad men know everything.”I called Stephen. “Change of plans. I will call you in the air, and you will have two detectives meet us at the airport, civil fuel pumps, on Menorca. Don’t make that call until we’re in the air, though.”“Menorca?”“Mallorca, Menorca. Major, minor. Mallorca, Menorca. Trust me. I think Zvezda has a point. They.