So ... I ... uh...”Maddie didn’t expect an end to that sentence because she was zapping America’s sweetheart about as hard as she could zap. She...hadn’t meant to. On the other hand, she hadn’t really tried to stop it. There was a new feel to it, though. The sex was there, but it wasn’t the overwhelming power of sexual dominance. She could feel respect and caring too, and it seemed to be echoing, as if April was reciprocating in her own way.Their hands parted, and April stared at her for several. He tried to recall the details of his day that led to this point but the slurping sounds and the moan from the girl currently engulfing his rod made the details fuzzy. The college water-polo player knew he had been at the beach, and he remembered that there was someone having difficulties in the water. It was rather stupid of him to immediately try and get to their aid given that it could have been an undertow dragging her down, but Brad was just too nice of a guy to sit by idly while someone. “How uncouth of me. You were let go by Mr Peel last year weren’t you? I have a terrible memory sometimes. Lucky I have Sorkins here to look after the place for me, isn’t it Sorkins?” “Yes Mr Gerund.” He was playing for time but I couldn’t work out why. All I knew was I wasn’t going to get anything else out of these two. “Well,” I said, taking a final look at the floor. “With no body, there’s no case. Let me know if he shows up, otherwise there’s not much I can do.” “You could come and work for. Mano ye dono nangi khubsurat balaaye ab mujhe kachcha chaba jayegi.Shradha bed par chahad apni choot dikha kar khadi hui aur boli: Aaj ka din tum kabhi nahi bhoolne wale.Woh palat kar peeche Payal ko dekh boli: Woh iski t-shirt dena, Payal.Payal bed se utari aur floor se meri t-shirt uthakar Shradha ke taraf pheki.Shradha ne use pakad liya aur fir boli: Par ek shart par hoga aaj ka din tumhare liye khaas.Main poocha: Kya?Shradha mere seene par apni nangi gand rakhi baithi. Fir t-shirt ke hatho.