Nobody fucks my girlfriend and gets away with it. No bitch cheats on me and gets away with it either. So what I want is both of you dead. Painfully... slowly, hideously dead. I always get what I want.” He disconnected the call.This had gone far enough. I needed to do something, but all I had was a phone number. Maybe the internet? I searched “reverse number look-up.” There were a lot of sites that required a subscription or payment to do anything. Finally, I clicked on a link that. She was moaning lightly and then suddenly she turned and our lips met and we Indulged in a very wet french kiss with my one hand carressing her boobs one by one and the other Pressing her ass and her one hand was carressing my hair and the other was pressing my cock over my jeans. We kissed for 10-15 minutes i think and then she like a wild cat hungry for sex just seperated my t-shirt from my body and started carressing my chest and then i also went wild and removed her kurti and saw her in her. ‘What now?’ he groaned as he picked up the phone. ‘Mr. Robert Johnson?’ asked a tired cynical male voice on the other end. Typical cop voice. When he answered yes the voice continued. ‘We have a young female in custody, Amy Debbs. She claims that when she tried to call her father, John Debbs, from the station, the call was forwarded to your number.’ Robert sat up in his chair. Amy! So she had finally re-surfaced after six months! Thank God! ‘Ms. Debbs was picked up last night for shoplifting.’. Megan refilled her drink and headed upstairs to spend the night in her daughter's room. Megan turned off her daughter's computer and sat down on the bed. It was a typical teenage girl's bed with pink sheets and two teddy bears laying against the pillows. Megan grabbed one teddy bear and hugged it to herself looking much like a teenage girl herself.Megan surveyed the room. One wall held a poster of someone named Orlando Bloom. She didn't see what was so special about him. The other wall showed a.