The prosecutor who was trying my prisoners was hounding me for the reports of what happened the day of the bank robbery. I couldn't see why he needed ...uch detail, but then he was new and inexperienced. This was the first case he had where there were people who died in the commission of a crime. He didn't want to foul it up. I went back and rewrote my reports and handed them over to him.It took an extra day, because one of the eyewitnesses was out of town. Cindy had returned to work at the bank. The man was trained to march his men in order followed my men on horses with lances and sabers. The staff here horrified by the number of British troops killed by the Germans superior positions and weapons. What stumped them even more, John French never learned from his mistakes from the past. He blamed his underlings for his failures and the lack of keeping to his operational plans.Frank didn't believe this at first. He found him to be charming gentleman. He had a good sense of humor, good. It was obvious to him that the little, hard bud just above the mouth of her vagina was the most sensitive spot but, when he slid the first joint of his finger into her, that also caused a sharp intake of breath. She was very wet, her juices trickling down the crevice that split her swollen cuntlips and he moved his finger lower to find and tease her tiny, puckered nether orifice. Coleen gasped, signalling that he had found another sensitive target. His cousin was like a little educational toy. Before she could utter a word, he hugged her and kissed her on her lips. The warmth of his lips made her melt into him. After a 5 minute lip lock he parted his lips from hers.Shanker casually stripped the petty coat covering her body off her body. As the cloth fell down Sundari made no effort to cover her nudity in front of her son. She walked towards her son and hugged him tight. Her naked body was tightly pressed against his.Shankar caught hold of her butt and carried her to the bed. He lied.