She peaked around the corner and noticed that the window above the sink was shattered.she was frightened at this point.she knew that there was a possi...ility that her life is in danger.Kristen decided to quietly sneak back up the stairs to call the police.she walked up a few stairs,then heard another noise,but this time it was closer.she turned around and saw someone standing in front of her.Kristen screamed ,as the figure leaped toward her,and covered her mouth.she struggled to get away,but. As Robert's attention returned to the bracelet and he read what it said again. Out of the corner of his eye Robert could Chelsea was watching him examine her bracelet with a panicked expression on her her face and had to ask her.--"Would you care explaining when you were going to tell me about this Chelsea?"--Robert saw that Chelsea was now even more afraid and rightfully assumed it was him she was afraid of. Pulling her tighter against him Robert just held her as she started crying. Three cuts saw the shirt a rag only fit for cleaning, his left hand now holding her throat for complete control of his victim, the right slipping the still cold blade, slithering down her belly the tip slipping under the elastic waist of the old trousers, and the flimsy knickers. A sawing motion cut the elastic of the waistband and with a ping it separated, the trousers falling downwards, the blue-black cloth stopping at knee level, the old white knickers torn now hanging like seaweed on a pier. Damn! She was great and I wanted her so bad right then. Screw a bunch of "role play." I wanted to "roll" her! But a deal's a deal. I'd just have to enjoy what I could get. Besides, her husband was in the next room, on the other side of the wall, where the headboard frame was. It was like brass metal poles. Then she allowed me to see that she was wearing black crotchless panties. She licked her fingers, while smiling at me in a very naughty way, and then took and slowly slid her fingers into her.