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[email protected])PART TWOI walked to the car, my adrenaline rushing as my senses were hyper awareof so many sensations.Every step I took in my 3 inch b...ack pumps made that unimstakably "click"made by women's shoes.Every step caused a small tug in my stockings and the garter holding themin place. A small tug creating a luxurious electric current flowing frommy legs to my hips.Every step causing my thighs to brush up against the soft fabric of myblack dress, reminding me to keep my steps short,. Maybe longer since she could hear when I sent messages to you, well to Spooky or Melvin.”“Holy shit!” She shook her head.“Yeah, that’s what I thought too.” He grinned. “I just hope I’m not going crazy!”“Not as far as I can tell.” She assured him when they pulled back into the fuel center lot.The Liard Valley Motel was an unmarked building off to one side, facing the fuel pumps and store. It boasted ten rooms, three of which were occupied at the moment. The woman at the front desk kept sliding. . Ready for my dirty weekend!”She looks to Ozvik, behind the camera, as he gives her a few instructions (which we don’t hear) before she shuffles her bottom back on the bed until the back of her knees are on the edge of the mattress, her feet not quite reaching the floor.getting a little more comfortable – reaching back up behind her back and unhooking her bra – her boobs sagging down, pulling the cups down enough to expose her nipples, and trapping the bra between boob and ribs. She pulls the. The old man whispered, “Rose.” Then he expired. It was a somber event. The staff gave them a moment to gather themselves before getting to work disassembling the machines. Pat led a prayer. Pam suggested they grab a bite to eat. Angie drove.At the diner, Angie asked, “Who is Rose?”“What,” sniffled Pam.“Granddaddy said ‘Rose’ right before he passed away. I wonder who she was.”“Nonsense, Angie,” chided Pat. “I’m sure he meant he wanted roses at his funeral.”“I find that strange,” the detective.
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