.." "I..." she stammered."Don't" warned Victor."It was just the one." she lied. "I've just been so stressed with work and all that stuff with my siste.... I figured one wouldn't hurt and maybe it would help the with the stress."As Victor rose from his recliner a beam of light from the window illuminated his features slightly. Erica could tell by the look on his face that he knew she was lying. She also noticed he was holding a plastic bag. The bag rattled as he handed it to her."You just made it. “It’s like Rwanda in here! This is borderline genocide!” Hoffman yelled, taking it all in.Mason walked over to take a close look at the dart lodged in the pool table. “The guy who called the police was the owner. He said he had gone down to get something in the basement and when the guns stared roaring, he decided to hide. It seems that Jenny Sinclair really did become his apprentice. She’s become just like him, even in the way she kills.” “But he didn’t see her, right? There is no way she. I licked her nipples one by one. Preeti caressed my head in excitement. Then I kissed her breasts all over for a pretty long time. Preeti was simply moaning “aaaaahhhhh uuuuuhhhhhhh uuuuuuffffff and I started sucking Preeti’s erect hard nipples one by one.Preeti kept on moaning and sibilating biting her lips with her teeth and making sounds like “aaaahhhh uuuuuuhhhhhh oooooohhhhhhh” etc. I lift her leg up, kiss her feet, lick her knee and leg, lick her thighs, forced her thighs move apart I. Then the massage box sprang to life again, 'Your secret is safe with me, but you need to answer my questions', and then ended ominously, 'Otherwise'. 'Who are you', I typed back, to which he answered, 'A friend and admirer' 'What do you want from me', I typed back in quickfire mode.'To be your friend and mentor'I watched around the room thinking, keep whoever this is active and see if anyone gives themselves away.I sat nervously, honestly thinking in the end I will probably have to have sex.