"I explain to her, "Listen, are you my friend, a reporter or Frank's wife?"She stands up tall and says, "Stacy, I am a reporter who is also your frien...d and as far as my fucking husband goes, there's a difference between being a Frank and being a dick! And he crossed that line with me."I ask one more question, "And your reports will be truthful and factual?"She smiles and promises, "Hell yes they will! It's about time the world hears your side of the story."I like the hell out of her answer and. ”“The Feds told you that?”“No, your friends Patrick and Katya. I did my OWN investigation because ‘incompetence’ just smelled like ‘cover-up’ to me. It was, but not the way I thought.”“Hide them in plain sight but don’t make a big deal about it because it would besmirch the DOJ.”“Bingo. That’s why I was suspicious, but honestly, there is less than nothing. Those two FBI guys have lives as boring as watching paint dry! I think I’d kill myself if my life were that boring!”“And yet, for some. Maine usse pakda aur uska tank top faad diya aur ab uski red bra se bahr aate uske cleavage ko kiss kr rha tha and bite kr rha tha. Fir maine peeche se uske boobs bahot kaske press kre and aona lund uski ass pe lagane laga. Wo zor zor se moan kr rhi thi “Aaaahhhh fuuuckkkk don’t stop baby”. Fir maine uski penty me hath daala and literally she was very very wet. Fir mai usse finger fuck krne laga toh wo paagla ke bol rhi thi ki “Baby please eat my pussy’ , I said ” okay but fir chilaana rok liyo. True to your nature, you would allow those clients, the ones with a twisted mind, to take you into a darker place. They would be allowed to do things to you that are not usually permitted, even by the highest paid ladies," I whispered to her. "You would be taken down alleys, into decrepit buildings, places I would have proposed to those customers when arrangements were made. I would remain in the shadows, to guard over you. Once there, your breasts would be grabbed hard, your nipples twisted,.