”“Did you have any toys as a child?” he asked, sounding impatient.I sat on the floor, crossing my legs. I was confused by his change in topic. �...�A few, yeah. Why? What does...”“Did you have Erector sets, Lincoln logs, or Legos?” he asked, interrupting me.I shrugged. “A couple of sets of Legos, but what does...”He shook his head. “Did you build things with those sets? Things the instructions didn’t suggest?”I nodded. “The sets were for a boat and a car, and I tried to build a robot out of. They were real professionals. Watching a movie is one thing but seeing your own wife pussy and face fucked balls deep by these huge black males, at an arm's length (I could touch them), with their and her smell (the smell of her cunt and their cum, the scent of all the pheromones in the room), with her uninterrupted loud screams and moans, and their low voices calling her names, the flapping and sucking noises, the contrast of their skin tones, was a life time experience for me as well. The. Somehow, I had already accepted the loss of the money or the bonds, but yet I had hoped that I’d be able to get some of it back from the twins - or their family. But if they hadn’t been able to support themselves, how could they pay me back - anything, ever? Ragnvald stopped my circling thoughts when he continued.“In a way, their plan was quite good. Had they managed to kill you and burn down your house, everybody would have been sure that those Trolls did it. Especially when they had planned. He asked me to text him and he’ll be back for rescue. I saw the setup from all directions and dimensions and it fitted me well. I was indeed impressed with his plan and gave him a green signal to go ahead. He asked me to get dressed in a little explosive dress. I wore a deep neck blouse and semi-transparent sari.As planned we went to the manager and then all happened as my boyfriend had planned. They moved out of the hotel and I kept sitting in the manager cabin. One hour later my boyfriend.