Since Rodney hadn't returned, I went into the bathroom for a long slow shower. The warm water eased the pains I had and I hope eased the pain that was...coming later. I spent a lot of my day in pain lately. It wan't sharp and unbearable, it was more dull and continuous. They say ribs injuries are the worst for being slow to heal. They could be right mine still hurt, my hand hurt, and even an old knee injury hurt, when the weather was just right. Of course on that morning the weather was just. The sexy receptionist sighed, as he moved his hand down and fingered her shaved pussy. In fact, as his spirited pussy massage continued, she started to whimper like a little girl.Everyone in the library was so busy fucking everyone else they didn’t even see Nadine plunging James’ dick into her mouth. Nor did they witness him running his tongue around the rim of her cunt. The entire house was in complete chaos, with moans and groans and screams and flaying limbs.The moment when James penetrated. "No, I don't hate you," Scott said softly. "I don't want to see anyone make that mistake ever again." His words and tone hinted that somewhere in his life a loved one had ended it all, leaving him alone to pick up the pieces. "You're not going to put Joanna through that either," he continued his voice growing firm and determined. "You think you've hurt her now, doing that would destroy her. She would always blame herself, even though it would not be her fault."Scott drew a ragged breath and. " You can't do this to me!" Smithson screamed as the big men gently, but firmly, took control of his arms. "I know my rights! You can't arrest me!" Arrest you?" Bernard laughed. "Nobody's arresting you, Mike. These aren't the police. These are a couple of the boys from Mr. McAllister's group. They're just here to help you." One of the big men flashed a badge to a startled security guard as they frog-marched the struggling Smithson out of the shuttle concourse.+ + +"She's got to be right here,".