..who the fuck," Bethany covered her mouth pushing her ear even closer."Ye I do, this is my home from home, my sanctuary if you like" You mean your sh...g pad," I wouldn't be that crude......but it does come in handy," Frank laughed."So how many women have you.....entertained here then?" Just a few, not many," Is my daughter one of them?"Bethany moved back from the door, mouth open in shock"Can't be, no.....no way," she sat on the bed shaking her head,"Can't be.....fuck," moving to the floor she. Their mouths met in a searing, voracious kiss."Do you realize we've been doing this for two years and I still want to rape you every time I see you," Laura murmured."You never were this hot until I fist-fucked you last time," Karen teased.Laura wondered if she were right. Each time they sank further into depravity, she wondered how they could sink lower. But fisting each other was the worst, and the best, they had ever done together.Laura pushed the sweatshirt up to Karen's chin, exposing her. The next day i made sure i got to the job just after 8 as too not look too keen Caroline answered the door much the same as yesterday in sweats but had her hair done up she asked if i would like a drink and went to make i started to get to work and saw her watching me with the drink in her hand so again i took my top off and got on my knees making out i was doing something i then said sorry didnt see you standing there to which she replied just enjoying the view and walk off. About an hour. I arrived at the Police Station exactly fifteen minutes after David had called me. I jogged to the door and went inside. I sat in a waiting chair in the lobby. I thought that the architect of that particular chair just wanted me to be uncomfortable. Me, he didn’t want anyone else to be uncomfortable, just me. I was firmly convinced of that fact as the looked around. I shifted my weight as I studied a rather sickly looking ficus. Everything I looked at seemed to be dead or dying. The guard who.