It was around 9’clock in the night I was going through some books when I saw a shadow it was satar my friend from train standing nervously He was to...tally wet , I asked what happened he said fell in a ditch & had to wash all his clothes , as he suddenly remembered me , he had come for help, He wanted to dry his clothes after washing himself , since I wear only trouser , I gave a towel which just about covered him , He washed his clothes including his undies & left them to dry , I called him. “WHO’S THAT?” said Karen as she jumped up quickly to turn off the TV. She ran over to the steps and caught me before I could get upstairs. “Robby”, she said,” how long have you been here?” “Longenough” I said, and she started to break down and cry. She was reallyembarrassed. I went downstairs, sat down next to her, put my arm around her and started to console her. “That’s OK, Karen” I said, “I have watched that video. Item. The Hellrider displayed a total lack of restraint in reaction to insults made to this woman, inflicting a severe beating on a person not directly interfering with the performance of his duty. Interviews with witnesses point to a possible major violation of the contract, as the mortal sin of anger constitutes–” “Oh, come on! These witnesses tell ya ol’ Rattlesnake picked the fight?” Deadman looked around at me. “You gonna back me up here, Irene?” His eyes narrowed, this was a test. “Who. When I looked up, there was Missy watching me thru the window. She smiled and giggled then walked back to the pool. It was not long after than her friends left. That left Missy and I home alone. Feeling embaresed, I stayed in my office. It was then that I heard what sounded like a banging on the wall from Missy's room. I went exploring. When I got to Missy's room, her door was slightly open. Looking in, I saw her laying there naked, knees up, leg's spread her fingers in her pussy. One.