"Or the pimp was under the cops protection and they are going to settle this outside the system," I suggested."You mean beat my ass?" he asked."Well t...hat is the lesser of the evils that might befall you," I suggested."Yeah, I guess there are worse things than getting my butt beat," Royce admitted."For now just try to relax and let's just let it unfold," I suggested."Tomorrow after I drop you two at work, I'm going to Tryon to talk to Sarah," Royce informed me."And how did you arrange that?" I. After much struggle, I dug in my bag to realise I forgot my keys and my wife was probably asleep. Just my luck!After ringing the bell for about ten minutes, she opened the door with a messy head of hair and squinty eyes, sporting a grumpy look. Upon seeing the thunderous look on my face, she glowered. That definitely didn't improve my mood. I stepped into the house and dragged her to the kitchen. Someone has to show her how to have some gratitude! I pushed her over the kitchen table and lifted. .. or two, were they of a mind to keep exceedingly close quarters. It was little more than a closet with neither door nor contents, sized to accommodate a most furtive and time-sensitive rendezvous.It will have to do.With a feverish glance back the way she’d came, assuring herself that she’d not been followed, Éowyn slipped into the darkness, hoisted her pale white robe to her waist and, without further preliminary, buried several fingers in her drenched and throbbing pussy. She could already. "One of the trucks must have keys in it." She thought to herself. She needed to put distance between her and the farm. The man was disorientated at the moment but give it twenty minutes and no doubt the family would hunt her down with avengance. She ran out into the dark starless night. The humidity was stifling a storm about to break. The first rain was beginning to hit the floo; the down pour coming fast and heavy like this evil families ejaculationsClick!Michelle froze a white light in her.