She was wearing her netball kit; trainers on her feet with short white socks, dark blue netball skirt and light blue polo shirt. “I’ve just finish...d practice”, she whispered “I’m as horny as fuck and I’ve had my fingers in my pussy the whole way home on the coach, here, have a smell”. She shoved her right hand under my nose and I could clearly make out the gorgeous aroma of her cunt. “Do you like that perv’?” she whisprered, to which I nodded. “Then you should like this” she said, and pulled a. We can have sheets and blankets if you like for a day or two until you get back into the old routine." No thanks, Gwen. I'm not that soft!" Scrumptious! Lets hit the sack!"As they lay together, Harriet asked Gwen about her life."When are you getting married, Gwen?"In June, darling. Big society wedding, you're going to be a bridesmaid. Fuck knows what creep Jim will have for his best man. Some of his friends! Oh, Harriet - what a crew they are! You wouldn't believe it. And I don't who who's. Do you understand?" I asked."I understand." Come with me, then," I directed. We walked to the spare bedroom and I opened the door."Do you see the picture with the sailboats?" I asked her?"Yes," she said."Good," I began. "Whenever you see that picture, you will get an overwhelming urge to get laid. Do you understand this instruction?" Yes," she said."All right," I commanded. "When you wake up, you won't remember this instruction, but if you see the picture, the urge to get laid will arise in. ‘Yes, I did,’ she said with a questioning look. ‘Did you find any line of inquiry based on the matchbook?’ Peter asked. ‘Not that I remember,’ Trish said. ‘Take another look please. The chain of custody is broken for the matchbook,’ Peter [email protected]@ ‘If they based only line of questioning on it we can get it tossed, maybe?’ she said. ‘Now I’m curious to know who recovered it and why they didn’t log it into evidence. It just showed up on the inventory with no name on the recovery tag..
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