Gingerly, Beth began to pull Natasha's shirt off. Her full, round breasts wiggled enticingly as Beth struggled to pull the shirt over them. Dark red... blood gushed freely across Natasha's bare chest, flowing down her side to form a puddle beneath her. Beth then pulled off Natasha's shorts, wrinkling her nose at the stench and setting them aside.Sophie ran in carrying long strips of cloth. Together, she and Beth wrapped them tightly around Natasha's torso. Blood seeped through every layer,. This afternoon they both knew they couldn't wait any longer to spend time together in bed and they'd agreed it was top priority for the two of them to have sexy together. One other thing that made it not only increasingly sexy for them but also made it very hard to hold back was the fact that Linda and Eddie were already beginning their own fuck and they were lying on the other nearby bed where Linda and Eddie had engaged in their own foreplay and were undressed and then when Bob and Carol. Then, quietly closing my door behind me I went across the hall to Mae's room and opened the door.She was standing near her bed. "Jon -- what do you want?" You know what I want," I said. "I know you want it, too." What do you mean?" I have wanted to fuck you in this room ... in this bed ... ever since I was a teenager. I know your mind, Mae. I know you want it, too."I approached her and she backed from me. "No, Jon. Not now. Not here." Why would you ask me to help with that enema? You know what. WPC Wendy Lucas was in her second year in the job; she was quite ambitious and enjoyed her job. Getting the people who nearly ruined her brother's life though, was becoming an obsession. She had built some good community contacts. She started to quietly ask questions about the pushers. For a while she had little or no response until she returned to her police car one day to find a note on the windscreen. The note writer said her had some information that would be of interest to her, but it will.