I hope readers must not have forgotten me by now. As you all know I never write any fake story all the stories are real acts which I head felt on my b...dy & soul. It was office as usual with Rohan, he had made a routine to fuck me twice a week, sometimes alone and some time with any one of his friend either Raj or Umesh, because I had told him specifically that I could take only 2 at a time and more than that.It may so happen that one day it would be Raj and other day it would be Umesh. Each. That drunken fool couldn’t organize a trip to the ice box, much less a successful kidnapping...” That was as far as we got, because the entire Law Enforcement community arrived like an armada preparing to engage Napoleon’s army at Waterloo.Sheriff Cowell handled everything from the second he stepped out of his truck. Before anyone got their own ideas of how the kidnappers wound up dead, he set the tone forever by saying, “I see you had to defend yourselves, as these kidnappers attempted to run. As Patrick headed back downstairs to hang up the wall phone, he started thinking about Glenda, and her reaction to his joke about joining her. She had been behaving a bit strangely for several months now, sometimes too quiet, other times too anxious to please. Even when they had first seriously discussed the possibility of him accompanying her on this trip, her reaction had been an emphatic rejection of the idea.The realization that he was hungry diverted his thoughts from the consideration of. A brown coat draped over her body, its hem dancing at her knees. Her glittering brown eyes focused on his. Inclining her chin, she stepped toward him like a challenge. He moved back. She moved forward. Easing past her, he shut the door and locked it. She faced him. Fingers went to her coat buttons. Undid the top. Middle. Bottom. It fluttered open, exposing a glimpse of lingerie and skin. Grasping the collar, she shed the thing. Let it crumple to the floor.Roxanne's dark eyes caught the.