” she said.“Who is WE?”“Come out, girls ... they’re dead.”Assorted iterations of Are you sure?, came from where ever and every window, clo...et and doorway in the house. Some of the voices were farther away and some were close by. But they all were seeking assurances.The cook said, “I’m sure. She’s here and they’re not.”“Are they really dead?” and that was spoken by the multitude.I spoke up, “They’re all dead ... even the banker. This is MY house now.”They trickled in ... most of them used to be. He says it will be soooo exciting if we stick to OUR "plan". "if I'm coming down... We Are Having Sex!!! or else I shouldn't waste his time.we agreed on a hott exciting plan.I would go out to dinner all pretty & dolled up. he would take me out and treat me like a lady. no drama. no hood shit.I will not kiss him or the lips or lick his asshole. he doesn't like to kiss and I could let him rub my butt & lick out my pink shaven butthole.I will suck his dick and swallow his nutt if he wants me to.. I have my business in Dhaka, cant stay too long. Secondly, my face cannot be shown in camera. And third, the shooting after 12 till morning, what less or more hour isnot a matter, I want 500 Sing Dollar per night. They agreed on all, and then asked, whatever you mention in your size, we need to check out and I have to go through a HIV test. I agreed to the second, on the first one I said if you make me nude to see my cock, the lady with you have to sleep with me. The guy was feeling awkward,. Waiting, however, wasn’t something either of them wanted to do considering what they’d seen in Amberville and the stakes if a similar attack was successfully brought off in a much denser metropolitan area like downtown DC.Taylor kept his weapon pointed out level at the unknown area in front of them as he started to descend along the right side of the stairwell, hugging the wall. Whitaker followed a few steps behind him, pressed against the same wall, trying to not walk flush with the gap.