“Who are you?” John asked.The man picked up a silenced pistol and fired at John. John returned the bullet to the man’s solar plexus.“Not very ...talkative is he John.” Sam turned the man over, so he could find the man’s ID.“I’ll get our host up here.” John shared.“What?” Brien Soule asked as he appeared after transporting to the little room.John pointed at the man.“I’ll get my Irish friend here.” Brien informed looking troubled.“That’s a rush.” Lucas O’Reilly shared as he also appeared inside of. Vanessa angrily grabbed a handful of Consuela's boob, her long blacknails digging into the tender flesh. "Bad Consuela!" It's me!" Consuela screamed as Vanessa continued her assault. "I'm yourfather!"Thomas looked down at the screaming woman and laughed. "What the fuckare you on?" he said breaking free of her grip. "You bitches are crazy!"Vanessa laughed as Consuela let out a low moan as Thomas's cock pulledfree of her used pussy. "Where do you think your father has been?" sheasked. " She said"Neither can I." I said. So later on, we all conjugated to decided who was going to drive to dinner. I said I would and nobody would ride with me, but Hannah. We rode to Mao Mikes together and we just made small talk. So we arrived at Mao Mikes and we took a seat across from each other with the rest of the family. Hannah sent me a text message to look under the table. I pretended to drop my fork and I looked at hannah. She was wearing a skirt with no panties, and she was soaking wet.. A task force in his honor. It was almost like getting an academy award. He did giggle then, thinking about standing at a podium, Nick Saint handing him the head of a dead girl as a trophy. Too delicious.He was down in his laboratory, what he called the underground room where he kept his research. His latest case file was open in front of him letting him relive every glorious moment, he was looking at the before and after pictures of his experiment. She had been beautiful, he still felt a twinge.