Among the few small annoyances in working for Bill was that he would disappear for the weekend twice a month or so, without any information on where h... was going. She was specifically forbidden from calling his cell phone, and in case of an emergency, she could send a text message. An emergency being defined as death, dismemberment, or the house burning down. There was also the damn door.Jennifer was working on solving that particular mystery, she was convinced she had clues to the mystery of. "I like him looking at me, admiring me, I like the nice things he says about me. And I like the way he plays with my body, excites me. And yes, I like the way he fucks me .. although the only way so far has been in my ass, still I will have him fuck me any time he wants. Any way he wants. I am his for sex any time he needs me." She turned her head as much as possible, addressing her husband still straddling her body. "And you will not have a problem with this, right? With Fritz fucking. We want to look at a Malibu and an Equinox, please.”The sames guy said, “I’m Bill Mays. I’ll be glad to show you around. You are?”Karen replied. “I’m Karen Gillis and this is my husband, Brad.”“Very well, Karen. Those are a bit large and expensive for college students.”I said, “We have performed some research and they are affordable for us.”The sales guy was still looking at Karen when he said, “Very well. Let’s go inside. We have one of each on the showroom floor. We can go over them and then. If it’s any consolation, they say that he died instantly.’ He took a deep breath. ‘We were so worried … ‘ ‘Well, I feel okay. Just woozy from the drugs, I guess. When can I see a doctor? I want to get these bandages off my eyes so I can see what I’m left to work with.’ There was an awkward pause that not even the well-seasoned barrister could cover and Chantal began to realize that there was something that they weren’t telling her. Something bad. She moved her feet and wriggled her toes,.