I like this sheriff." So do I. Only the next day he suffers aninexplicable lapse, however. For whatever reason,in his office, he removes the medallion...from theenvelope and his hand accidentally comes intocontact with both the medallion itself and the hairscaught in the chain, hairs belonging to one of thethree doppelgangers already encountered in the novelby this point. He feels something, maybe a sharpshock or possibly just a slight tingling, but thinksnothing of this at first. A few minutes. A growl escaped him as she licked his stiff organ. One of his hands settled on the back of her head, while the other sought her breast. She steeled herself, expecting him to maul her tits, and was surprised when he instead cupped the right one and began to caress it with his fingers.Cheryl licked him up and down, wetting his erection. His hand, which had been simply resting on top of her head, tilted it back, forcing her to look up at him.“You like that dick?” he asked.“Yes,” she answered,. "Bridgett's eyes got big and she grinned and said, "Like what James? I want details."I told her the whole story about cleaning the sand out of Sara's butthole with every nastydetail, including how hot her butthole made me, and I could sense that Bridgette was gettingexcited. I went to the bathroom to take a piss and when I came back she was rubbing her pussy with herright hand down her shorts. She quickly pulled it out and smiled and said, "I'm so happy youhad that sexy fun and learned how to. ”Before leaving the house that morning, I had skimmed the headline “India Gas Leak Kills 500” and had resolved to read the article, and if necessary, call Anala. I spent a full day at work, doing my best not to think about the cheating scandal, and then headed back into the city with Dave. After dinner, I picked up the newspaper and read the horrific story about the disaster at a Union Carbide plant in some place called Bhopal, India. A leak of a chemical called methyl isocyanate had already.