..I don't know what I would have done. Eric just might have raped me right there in the front of the store.I smile brightly at Michael before glowerin... at the Best Friend. "Yeah. Actually, Eric just offered to finish the reshop for me. Thanks again." Shoving the basket into Eric's stomach, I walk around the desk to stand in front of Michael, who towers over me by a good foot: I'm a very petite and nimble girl. Grinning, I say, "Bags in the bag room?" Yep. I'll help you with the ladder."There's. Now, let’s order.” After listening to the restaurant’s specials they both ordered grilled halibut steaks with drawn butter and a grilled vegetable medley. Sarah also asked for a particular white wine and another sampler platter.When the waiter headed to the kitchen Sarah leaned closer, and asked, “So, what did happen. I’ve read about your vindication from the framing attempt instigated by that bitch you married, but I also read you died in a fiery crash on the Interstate.”“Sarah, as I said,. " Oh Daddy, I wasn't naked. But you're right. I would feel better if it was just you in the room when I get my naked pictures taken. Would you really do that for me Daddy?" She said it with such a normal tone he couldn't tell if she was needling him or not. On impulse Bob stopped at the mall on the way home. He took Jill to a shop and got her a bikini just like the one she had worn at the studio, except this one was pure white.When they got home Bob insisted they eat supper before doing. He told me he thought my wife needed to come with him tonight. My almost ex-wife told me she wanted to go. She wanted to get me very upset and regret my decision to divorce her. He told me he would bring her back the next day. However, he called me the next morning to make me come and get her. The house was a shit hole. Naked bodies were everywhere. My almost ex-wife was laying new between two black guys that I have never seen before.I could see come dripping out of her pussy. The biker told me.