Both picked her up and took her inside the farm house. Now Hari and Geetha were behind me. They asked me to get down the vehicle. I refused. Hari came...inside the car and pulled me by my hair. I was helpless and was really painful.Finally I too gave up and was taken inside the farm house. I was made to kneel down in the living room Hari was holding my hand from behind. My mom was inside the bed room. She was shouting and struggling. I too was taken into the room. I could see that mom was laid on. Rowley, Rowley, Nowak ... Fowler.Agent Callahan and I were noshing on Junior’s cheesecake. Flatbush Avenue. A Brooklyn cliché, but a very tasty one. I went with Dulce De Leche Caramel. His slice was Boston Cream Pie. Cheesecake of course. The waitress had smiled at our order. Good choices. Of course they’d smile if you ordered strychnine.One week before Fowler Crescent.He looked steadily at me, “Ash says you’re good people.”“Okay.”“You married?”“Yes.”“Fool around?”“No.” Fingers crossed.. " she responded her pussy already starting to get wet with anticipation."Good girl." I whispered. We got in the elevator by ourselves and began our trip to the top of the parking garage. As soon as the doors closed I took my left hand and slid my fingers through her hair pulled her close to me and we began to passionately kiss while I backed her up against the elevator wall. I quickly opened her coat and broke the kiss to get a look at her sexy body all dressed up for me."Do you like it daddy?". "Would it sound crazy if I said that I didn’t even notice I was wearing a tie until I just loosened it?”“Incidental objects don’t usually enter a story until an action needs to be performed with them. You left your briefcase by the door.”Robert looked back. “So I did.”“A seemingly trivial detail that’s singled out early on may become important later. Tell me, do you still hear that clicking noise?”“All the while you talked, actually.” Robert frowned. “And when I did.”“It’s probably not.