Bei einer kleinen Firma hatte sie einen Betrugsfall aufgeklärt, wo ein Mitarbeiter einen Kollegen erpresst hatte und Geld unterschlagen hatte.Sie ver...sucht, alles Mögliche zu machen, ihre Klienten zufriedenzustellen.Von ihrem Privatleben redet Isabel nicht viel.Aber es geht das Gerücht um, dass sie keinen Freund hat. Wenn man sie fragt, lächelt sie immer, ohne darauf eine Antwort zu geben.Es ist der 14. August, bis jetzt der heißeste Tag in diesem Monat. Im Radio sprechen sie von 33 Grad.Bevor. “Shit, what time is?” she asked realizing it was morning, “We’ll be late for school.”“I think missing school is the least of our worries.” David said while looking down at his 2 naked girls. Some of his panic disappeared as he looked at his twins both happy and smiling. They did not look like two molested teenage girls, they looked like two well rested and well fucked women.“Good morning to you too” Ashely said in a baby voice as she shot her hand out and grabbed her father’s erection. David. Your hand deposits the panties in your purse, but returns with the pantyliner."No," you beg. "Not that."Your hand moves of its own volition, overruled by your cunt. The liner soon finds its way to your nose. You try to hold your breath, but eventually you are forced to inhale the musky scent her arousal.Your fingers speed, fucking her, faster and faster. It's loud, and you wish you could quiet them - quite her.'This isn't me,' you think. 'I'm a housewife, not the sort of slut that does this.. No wonder you havea big butt, you eat all the wrong food. I emptied the pocket of my apronand counted my tips, $23. Not too bad for a college girl plus you aregetting 55 cents an hour.Mother got to the diner just as I was finishing up my lunch and shedrove me back home. She asked if I wanted anything to eat and I told herno as I had just eaten at work. Besides Don and I would grab somethingafter choir practice I told her. I headed up to my room and shucked thewaitress dress and full slip. I was.