"O-O… K," I hesitated. "If you say so. Just..."I nervously nibbled my bottom lip and scratched my upper arm."If anything happens, uh, if anything mi...ht happen... I will remem—" I swallowed mid-word, "—ber our agreement. I'll... uh... call you and... er... ask you for permission."Although you clearly were still struggling, I could tell you were relieved at hearing me reminding you of our arrangement none of us had so far ever made use of. Your relief somewhat helped clearing my qualms too. I. He’s been a hostage of the Klan and their associates, including, believe it or not, Roger Harmon. Evidently, Roger provided them with a safe house, between himself and Wanda, his wife. The divorce was a smokescreen to confuse and trap you ... and her. He also let the Klan know where Tara and I ... and you, were. He somehow got his hands on a phone and sent me a picture text to prove that it was him. I’m providing the coordinates to the authorities, so they can rescue him and take Roger ... and. She is too hot with dark complexion (like Deepika). She is long and thin. Natasha is short and cute. Looks chubby. She has curved ass, everyone carves for. I actually had crush on her.As mentioned we live in Gujarat, so it is hard to get hold of alcohol, but lucky me. I arranged it somehow.I told my gf of that, initially she refused to drink but then I convinced her. She agreed with a condition that she will not be alone, she will bring her friend Natasha with her. The moment she spoke. "No, I don't think so, Stacy." Clifford had no intention of letting Stacy stick anything in his body, much less a 10 inch long black dildo."Why don't you go play with our dog, Rex," suggested Tracy. She found that watching Stacy striding around like that had made her very horny. The sooner she could get her sister out of the room, the sooner she could get down to some serious Clifford screwing."Hmm, there's an idea," said Stacy. She turned to the doorway and whistled. "Here Rex, here boy." Rex,.