Kenny guessed that these were the crimes that the detective was most anxious to make stick. Two counts of commissioning murder would indeed be serious... but Kenny held out hope that these were the areas where the police had the least information. He had a sense that that was the reason the detective kept returning to them again and again - he was desperate for Kenny to crack and give him something to work with."Admit it, MacGovern. The journalist was getting too close to exposing what you were. ” She gasped again. “Oh god,” she repeated herself, “come on, let’s go ... let’s go somewhere private. I’ve got an idea.” I pulled my hand back and she ushered me to a small, discrete door at the backside of the library, glancing left and right and almost walking on her toes as she went, while I sucked on my finger, acquiring her taste.When she unlocked it and hurried me inside, I could see why she thought it was private. “A broom closet?” I asked, laughing as I looked around in the cramped. “You hardly know me. We spoke only briefly at Jean Crespin’s home. How could you possibly have any thoughts about me?”“You are beautiful and beguiling, Marguerite,” he explained. “I am smitten and want no woman but you. You have taken my heart, and I am here to give myself to you.”He pulled me into his arms and tried to kiss me, but I pushed him away. “Know your manners, sir!” I shouted, “I am a married woman, as you well know. My husband will be furious that you dare to touch me!”“I am not. She let the nipple slide between her lips and Shanika put her arms around her as she suckled. Traleen licked faster and Shonelle sucked harder and Shanika bucked her hips harder, moaning loudly as she neared orgasm. Finally she could hold back no more, and in spite of the humiliation of cumming in front of the leering white men and their cheerleader, she cried out in pleasure. Traleen continued licking and sucking her pussy as Shanika's orgasm came in waves. Shanika held Shonelle tightly to her.