How he had moved faster than any man possibly could. How he had broken bones as if they were twigs from a branch. How there had been fangs from where ...his canines should be. How he had reached down to the boy who had almost raped her and bit him, how he had drunk his blood. A deep low sigh escaped the man in response and he moved away from Ari and sat on the floor near the door, putting as much space as possible between them. Had Ari thought his eyes had been sad before, then that was nothing. Fir usne hi mujhse puch liya ap rehaan ho na mai priya hu mummy ne call kiya tha ap ko apne recv nhi kiya “mai bola sorry vo mai so gya that” to usne bola its ok fir mai usko dekhne laga bht hi sexy thi yar shabdo me baya b nhi kr sakta. Hot pant se dekhti uski chikni sexy leg. Sleeve less top with deep neck lag raha tha mere land hi khada krwane aayi thi aur so k uthne k baad to land wase khada rehta hai aur khada ho gya uska fig b bht acha tha 28-26-30. Gajab ki mall thi yar kya batao. Usne. Her daughters had created a mess and, if she released Faith, Faith was bound to say something. In the best case, her relationship with her sister, Faith’s mother, could be severely damaged, if not severed. In the worst case, her daughters would end up in prison for a variety of crimes. She knew that she would have to let her niece go eventually but she needed time to come up with a solution before that could happen. Of course, she could always dispose of the girl by selling her into the slave. He pictures of his c***dren and grandc***dren on the walls."Would you like some tea? I don't think I can drink more coffee; otherwise I will be up all night!" he said."Sure, tea sounds great."Bob yelled at me from the kitchen "Why don't you sit down. I'll get the tea started and then we can talk about what to have for dinner."In a few minutes Bob came back to the living room with two cups of tea. I am not a big tea drinker but it warmed me up. I made myself comfortable on Bob's couch. He sat.