”I then started talking to my mom. –Me: Who do you think might have stolen the jewel, mom?She was nervous and said, “Let us not bother and sleep...”I again started talking about the theft and she was already nervous being held with the jewels in her bag.Then she said, “Shut up and sleep, Sam.”It was almost midnight.Me: I think I have caught the thief.She was confused with my statement. I then called her near me. As she was already nervous about this matter, she came near me.I took my phone out. ..Woman:Do you drink beer?Man: YesWoman:How many beers a day?Man:Usually about 3 draft Bock beersWoman:How much do you pay per Draft Bock beer?Man: $5.00 which includes a tip(This is where it gets scary!)Woman:And how long have you been drinking?Man:About 20 years, I supposeWoman:So a Bock beer costs $5 and you have 3 Bock beers a day which puts your spending each month at $450. In one year, it would be approximately $5400 correct?Man:CorrectWoman:If in 1 year you spend $5400, not accounting. Mark kissed her hard on her lips and his hand moved under her panties into her pretty pussy.I knew I should stop this, but I found myself immobile, unable to speak. I saw Jenny raise her hips as Mark pulled her panties off, exposing her shaved cunt. He lowered his head and began to kiss her wet slit. I saw her start to grind her cunt into his face and her hands went to his head, pulling him closer to her wetness. Before she came, Mark stopped and moved back up her body. I watched as he undid. Gottseidank war nichts passiert. Oder? Ich schloss die Augen und?berlegte, was ich heute Morgen angezogen hatte. Jeans, Turnschuhe und einSweatshirt. Mit geschlossenen Augen tastete ich nach unten. Es f?hlte sichglatt an. Keinesfalls wie eine Jeans. Ich machte die Augen auf. Ich war komplett in Schwarz geh?llt. Alles ausLack. Oberschenkellange Stiefel mit Plateau und einem riesig hohen Absatz,h?her als alles, was ich je gesehen hatte. Sie endeten genau am Saum desMinirockes. Dar?ber trug ich.