We were both just staring at each other not saying a word at first .I turned around to walk back to my room to get changed and i was even more shoked .... Where do you think your going come here "ROXXI" your my first xdresser to want to be trained to be a slut i have been looking forward to this so as fasr as im concered you are not my sisters husband you are roxxi and im going to train you . . Just who was that guy and why did he want to kill me? He hadn't asked about money. He wasn't trying to steal anything. Shooting me wouldn't have gotten him anything. The only thing which made any sense was either he had a personal grudge against me and I didn't know it, or he was trying to kill me for someone else. Who the hell hated me enough to pay someone to kill me? And it wasn't just anyone. The guy who shot me knew what he was doing and had no compunction about doing it. Where would a. You want to be gobsmacked by my huge cock, right?" "Oh, god, yes!" "Hunky-dory! You won't regret this," Jasper lied. "Now go outside; the bloke is waiting for you." "Now? Right now?" Rose panicked; this was happening too fast. "You don't want me or Sylvia to be gutted, do you?" Oscar was right; she didn't want to disappoint either of them. "Okay, but when will I see you?" "Don't worry; this is a one-off." Jasper hung up. Now, it was all up to Rose and her desires. Rose looked at her. And switched off the bedside light.I sort of dozed and felt exploring fingers, my bathrobe's belt the first target then my chest which she carefully traced with a fingertip. My fingers loosed the knot on her bathrobe, I searched in vain for the waistband of her panties and for her bra and carefully checked her breasts and belly for blemishes before establishing she was so wet below she was leaking on to the sheet, and oh so gently pulled her to me as I manoeuvred to be on top on top of her and.