"You must think that I kidnapped you to give me vicarious thrills." That's not what I thought," he told her."What then?" I think that you're lonely an... you have a lot of questions about an important part of life, with no one to ask. I was afraid of your questions—and the answers, but I couldn't turn away from them." That's what you thought?" she asked, finally raising her eyes to him."I thought that we were friends," James said. "At least that's what I'm hoping for." Friends with me?" she. Main ne apne lore par vasline lagai aur uski choot par pherne laga usne kaha plz ab dal do aaram se main ne halka sa jhatka diya aur topa aander usne ohhhhhhhhhhh, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuiiiiii maaaaaaaaaaaaa marrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr gaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii zor zor se awaze nikal rahi thi, tab main ne usk lips apne moun me liye aur aik shot mari uski seal toot gai aur blood nikalne laga aur wooo ahhhhh ohhhhhhhh plzzzzzzzz mai marr jau gi nikallllllllllllloooooo bahhar isko. That was good for the lonely girls up on the mountain. but it was bad news for the community because our reputation as law-abiding citizens had suffered a decisive blow.Then there was the case of the two missing revenue agents looking for an illicit still and finding permanent residence under the thick sod of Wolf-head Mountain.When the government people trekked up to our neck of the woods, it was a foregone conclusion that our days in absolute isolation were numbered. It was beginning to look. My thumb was shaking as I pressed the send button on my mobile, I could not believe what I had just done. The message read 'Home alone in a silk undies with only a vibrator to keep me happy till my husband comes home later tonight'. I instantly regretted it but my throbbing pussy was urging me to continue. A response to the message was almost immediate, 'what's your address, I am on my way, Ben xxx'. The feeling in my stomach was indescribable and I didn't know what to do. I typed my address.