We're just doing our job. We were trained to perform a little outside the box, and that's what we excel at. Sometimes things don't go as planned so we...get way out of the box." Oh, I understand that, but that leads me to the question that brought you here. Having read the police report in the course of reviewing the evidence to be presented, I noted that you had the opportunity to kill the defendant and didn't. I just wonder why. It would have saved us all a lot of time, effort, and quite. He leans and kisses her. “Did you enjoy that Emma?” he asks her.“Yes, sir, thank you both so much. That was rather passionate,” she replies and kisses Donald first, and then Connie to show her gratitude.She feels the wetness between her legs, but Emma just enjoys the sensation.Donald tells them it is time for them to get back to the bedroom. “Emma, you must now show Connie your appreciation of what she did for you earlier by doing the same to her,” Donald states.Oh my, could she actually do all. He said:“Aaja, undar aaja.”I walked in the room. It was a very small room. With a wooden bed, maybe 50 years old and a dirty looking bed sheet over it. There was a small little bathroom where I could see cockroaches crawling. It was an Indian toilet and not a western to my despair. The room also had a small wooden sofa set and a small plastic table. The room was lit by a tube light and it gave it a very gloomy look. There was a bottle of alcohol kept on the table, maybe Indian alcohol with some. " Gerry smiled and relaxed back into the seat.When they got home it was quite late and Gerry agreed that there wasn't timefor him and his mother to change, so he settled for a quick wash and changeinto his new bra, while she got changed. The new lingerie was a lot morecomfortable and they padded it out carefully to be as realistic as possible.When Gerry came downstairs he wasn't ready for his mum to spray him withperfume. "What's that for? I'm going to see another girl." 'Another Girl'?" Oh you.