Uuuffff aa sabhine hu tana bool ne dabawva lagiyo ane tena bool avda mota hata ke mara hathma pan nathi avta ane vilas mane kewa lagi ke p/z amit ane ...usssssss aaaaaaaaa……….. uuuuuuuuuuffffffffff mara raja ane hu tena bool ne 15 minit suthi chsiya ane pasi me mara pan kadhine maro lodo lay te cucwa lagi hu teni panty nikaline teni bhos ma agli nakhine andar bahar karwa lagiyo tena mo ma maro lodo ane awaj pan karwa lagi aaaaaaahhhhhhhh…..uuuffffffffff……….yyyyyeeeeeeeeeesssssssss mara raja ane. Opening it up, I opened themessage and smiled as I saw who it was from, Petra. All it said was.. 'Iwant details, lots of details you slut you'.Laughing soflty at that I enjoyed breakfast, then called her. I told herwhat had gone on, but not everything. I didnt feel the need to tell hereverything that had happened last night. Later on, I got dressed for workand made my way there for my shift, but my mind kept drifting back toJean, and how good he had made me feel.A week later I was on my way. Damn, she looked like a total slut or streetwalker."Let's go," Hope said as she took the lead.We went down to the garage, and I walked towards her car. "You know what?" Hope smiled as she walked towards Gary's pride and joy."No," I said, shaking my head. "You can't!" Why not?" Hope asked as she punched the number in the keypad to open the lock for the keys. "He didn't change the code, so he obviously wants us to take it." It's…" I said, looking at the marvelous machine. I could be angry at Gary. The look of lust in their eyes confirmed to her that even if she told Hatmann what she knew, she would never get out of here unharmed. Her resolve stiffened, she would not betray Gerard!Hartmann was experienced. He had been here before, and knew that even total degradation and pain would not be enough to loosen the girls tongue. He had seen it before, that steely look was only too familiar to him. Fortunately, he was also experienced enough to know how to deal with it, but that could wait..