I let her in & made her comfortable by offering her seat & a glass of water. She felt relaxed but the pain was still visible on her face. Then I told ...er what is wrong with her, she was hesitant but then told that; she was playing holi when someone came from behind & groped her, pressed her boobs mercilessly and before she can react or shout, he put his hand inside her kurti and poured some color over her boobs & nipples. I asked whether she is having due to boob pressing to which she replied. That's why I'd tried so hard to find this car's true owner. I would have given her over in an instant to anyone who could show a valid claim. The intoxication came afterwards. Now I had the hangover.My conscience ached. Whether or not this was even the Sally I envisioned, that didn't matter. Either way she wasn't mine to keep. One way or another there was a reason for her to be here, and I wasn't fulfilling my part of the bargain.The problem is, I didn't know what my part of this bargain was. Entrance by recognition and permission only.Gene also hired a comely young girl, boobs bigger than mine, to play hostess. Mix drinks, keep the snacks fresh, flirt. I didn’t comment when she went upstairs with one of the players after the game ended.No one asked me to investigate the heist. And we all knew it would be a low priority for the police who have serious crimes to solve.But I am a detective, even if it’s only a private one, so I knew the Great Wrigley Poker Robbery would be added to my. " She said. "If you go and get those panties, not onlywill I not tell anyone what you've done, but I'll show you somethingyou'll really like..." she looped her fingers into the waistband of hersweat pants and pulled them off. She dropped them on the floor andleaned back spreading her muscular legs. My eyes went right to hercrotch. She smiled and ran a finger along the crease of her tight whitepanties. "See, I said they were fucking soaked, look how wet they are.You could be the first of your.