Besides, she didn’t want to get too excited, and risk seeping out any of the two injections of Brad’s love juice, which she was still carrying dee... inside of her from last night’s ‘bon voyage’ fuck. Jane finally found a low shelf in a corner next to the bed, and she planted the microphone underneath. The shelf was too low to crawl under, and the corner was remote enough that nobody would look for a bug there, yet close enough to the bed to capture any secrets that W might reveal to his wife. Luteus looked as though his confidence was shaken just a little bit. Hearing from me that exact same things he was told by his men that survived to make it back to him, some of them were wounded while others were totally unharmed. But all of them were both tired and very hungry and thirsty as well.“Now, all that said, you can go back to where your old stomping grounds were before you took over around here, or I can help whoever takes your spot as the new leader to make the same choices that I. Of course it was all a fantasy and I never expected anything of this sort to happen. It was obvious that they were in a failing marriage. They didn’t fight but mrs sharma always looked sad and hopeless like she’d given up and accepted that this was her life. Anyway I guess mrs sharma noticed all the long staring looks I gave her. I tried to hide it of course, be subtle about it, but I wasn’t doing a great job apparently. One day I went downstairs to give my rent. Front door was open. I called. I laughed and decided to get more slutty, “Main chinal hu re, randi nahi. Paisa nahi leti, sirf lund leti hu muh mein aur gand mein, aur payment mein paani leti hu muh mein mere” (I’m not a whore darling, more like a slut. I don’t take money, I take cock, in my mouth and ass and you can pay me with your cum in my mouth).He seemed kind of surprised and pleased with my direct and slutty talk. He smiled, “Mere ek dost ka dukan hai paas ke ek chawl mein. Woh raat ko udhar hi sota hai, toh udhar.