Mind bent to the task she almost didn’t hear the door open, but the noise of the three girls coming in brought her back to the present. Stopping wha... she did, she sat still and quiet, hoping not to get sprung by any of her busy-body prefect friends looking for an easy target. As she recognized the voices she relaxed. It was her friends Lucy, Kate and Joanne. Just as she was about to call out, their conversation took a turn to boyfriends and Ann held back, hoping to hear something more. One of the officers asked me if I would like to ride with him to the guy’s house and I of course did. We went to his house to find out that the place was empty also. The police quickly put out an APB on him and asked me for a complete listing of what he had stolen. I gave them all the records I had off of my lap top and the officer said they would get right on it. About that time one of the other officers that originally came to my call pulled up. He took a look at the list and he said that he. “Weather like this, you could fall and break your hip. I’ve seen it happen, right there where you were standing. People just don’t realize.” He checked me through to Seattle via Chicago and looked around to see there was no one else in need of help. He escorted me all the way to security. I tipped him five dollars. I just couldn’t appear to be so flush that I could give him more.The truth of the matter, of course, was that I transferred $28,000 into my Peg Chester bank account this morning by. And my father wanked even more to see the two women of his life become real whores completely subject to Muslim cocks ...Whenever I return to Nanterre, my pants are immediately wet and I feel a big void in the bottom of my stomach and I look around for the heads of very old Muslims who may have fucked me with my mom so long ago ! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-J'ai grandi dans une ville de la banlieue parisienne où il y avait énormément de musulmans et ma mère était une travailleuse sociale qui formait.