" Yes, fortunately for me and unfortunately for him." I replied."How did you get so much of his blood on you?" he asked."He laid on top of me while he... bled to death. Well almost to death, I think he still had a minute or two left when I rolled him off me.' I said."How awful for you," he commented."Not as awful as it was for the man who died on top of me." I said seriously."Yes of course," the young officer said, "There are a lot of people who want to see you. Your friends, some TV people, and. Luke was 17 and a senior in highschool. He is on the wrestling team and plays football. He spends a lot ofhis time in practice and in the weight room at the high school. He has afollowing of girls that are always texting him and calling. If we go out todinner as a family, he is always the one that gets waves and people comingto say hey. He is a very popular guy. In school, it is always jeans and ashirt that is usually too small for his arms and chest. He is verymuscular. When the folks are gone. Her eyes were emerald green in hue and her plump lips were coated in an almost metallic lipstick of lavender pink. Her skin was a darker shade of tan as if she’d consistently suntanned. Her DD-cup breasts were lifted and pert, so perfect that they seemed fake. Her body was full with definition and tone—a flat stomach, flawless hourglass figure, slightly muscled arms, a round bottom, toned smooth legs and thighs—she is just gorgeous. While she is so beautiful, there’s something strangely fierce. Your boyfriend from a couple of years ago.”“That’s him. I called him and we went out that night. I fucked him in the back of his van, had to find out what it was like. Fucking incredible, having his dick inside me. We did it twice, and three or four times a week for a year. It was so wonderful, and I couldn’t stop.”“That’s how I feel.” Then, in a rush, “I left something out, Charlotte. You won’t think less of me when I tell you more, right?” She wanted permission to tell on herself, and get.