If you want to take a crack at him, I will cooperate. If not we can handle it I'm sure," I said."The Special Terrorism Task Force will be in touch. Th... farm crops are too important to risk destruction," Mission said. She seemed to be taking it more seriously than I would have expected for some reason."Okay but try not to look like cops when you come," I suggested."I won't be along, but yeah I'll pass it on," Mission said. She added a pretty limp wrist goodbye."Well fuck you very much," I said. Cinderblock walls painted a horrible green and furnished with only a scarred wooden table and two heavy wooden chairs. Behind her, the heavy metal door opens with a mighty creak and in strides a man, huge by anyone’s standards, her Interrogator. She keeps her dark eyes lowered, knowing he’ll see the fear in them if she looks at him. He asks her, in a soft but cold voice, ‘You know why you’re in here, now don’t you want to tell me all about it and go the easy route?’ Slowly, without looking up. More over theres always the alure for the other mans wife cos u want to know what shes like. But obviously I wasnt prepared to make the first move cos I was afraid of the consequences incase it all went wrong. (Generally I prefer the female to make the first move cos that way it makes things easier). So instead I used to think about her and wank myself silly. One Thursday everyone in the house had gone to work and this left me alone with my Bhabhi. As it was my day off I slept late in to the. ”Beth didn’t flinch at my scandalous statement; she just inquired “Is she a dancer too? Does she have nice legs? You like legs?”“She has great legs, and they go all the way from the floor to her ass which is really fucking hot. I like long shapely legs better than big tits. A girl can have small tits and I don’t care as long as she has a good ass, hips and shapely legs.”Beth stood up “You wanna see my legs? I have nice legs.” She twisted open the waist button of her pants, pulled down the.