She was a better architect than Angela, a better salesman and marketer than Stan, a better poker player than world champion poker players on TV. She w...s better than anyone at everything she did. It was freakish. She was a freak of nature! Five months ago, she had the intellect of a six-year-old, and then lightning struck her and made her a genius. Her freakishness frightened me. Oh, that she could kill and did kill pushed me away, too, but she was just protecting me, saving my life. I could. She turned and glanced at the clock. They had been asleep for less than an hour. She didn't want to look at him, refused to look at the picture he made. There he was laying in her bed, under her sheets, looking way too damn sexy for her own good. He was all male, with bare chest and mussed hair encamped in her flowered sheets like he belonged there. She pushed her hair back out of her face and started looking for clean clothes."We got another dead body."Nick heaved a huge sigh. What a lousy. The other men bundled into the room and Emily cooed at them in her girly voice, “Are you big, strong men going to spitroast me then?”There was a loud growl of appreciation from the men, and Patrick and Alex arranged themselves at her front, standing at the edge of the bed, their enormous cocks waving wildly in her face, as Mark positioned himself behind. Emily felt his hands pull her panties roughly to one side, and the next moment she felt the tip of his cock, wet and hard, push against the. "She laughed, and I guessed they were kissing. Then I felt a soft hand stroking my cheek."You really are quite stunning," she said, putting her arms around my neck and kissing my lips gently.I felt her fingers stroking my hair and then discovering something."Hmm, what is this?" she murmured into my ear, "a bow fastening? I wonder what would happen if I pulled it."She laughed as I tried to say no, but her lips were again covering mine. I squirmed helplessly as I felt the bow come loose, and the.