I was moving my lips towards her lips and watching her eyes just to see any resistance. But her eyes were saying that she is dying to meet our lips. I...placed my hand in her hair and started caressing them mildly. I moved towards her lips and stopped just a centimeter before. I could feel her breath. She was looking in my eyes and saying, “Why are you torturing me? Just take me and fulfill my desires. I wanted to live this moment. After waiting for few secs which felt like hours, I proceeded.Our. Ella smiled at her again.“I saw what you were doing. He won’t help you. He likes this. He wants this. He wants to fuck me while I cut you, and I’ll let him. I’m an excellent multitasker,” she hissed, spitting venom through her teeth.She pulled a thin silver scalpel from the bag, razor sharp blade glinting in the afternoon sun.“I was thinking first, I’d leave a little artist’s signature. I want to brand you.”She wielded the scalpel over Rachel’s stomach. She stood back and contemplated, then. My hands shook so much from my excitement that I almost could not dial the numberWhen Jennifer finally picked up the phone, I could tell by the mockingly sweet tone in her voice, that she was laying in our bed with her guest. I asked my wife if the guy was still at the house. In an effort to keep the guy from knowing that I was aware that he was there, my wife pretended to be talking about our dog. She simply said, “Oh yes, Charlie’s right beside me on the bed” I asked her what the guy did to. .. I'm afraid he's going to leave me. And my job..." I couldn't finish. The fact was, I couldn't afford to miss another day of work that month.He had looked away from me. He started typing on his laptop.I looked at him. I swallowed. I cleared my throat. I sat up straight up, or tried to. I arched my back. I glanced down at my chest. I saw my breasts looked nearly naked, through the wet fabric that was clinging to my chest."Officer," I said, "Officer, would you look at me?" He paused his typing,.