”“One boyfriend dead and you are already shacking up with another. The devil has his claws in you. Get your things and leave.”The four of us wen...t to Sarah Lynn’s bedroom and followed her in. She crumpled to the floor. Jas and Charmaine jumped to kneel beside her and support her. I pulled out my phone and started snapping pictures. The room was a mess. Her dresser was empty with drawers pulled out. The clothes from her closet were tossed on the floor and boxes were lying open. All her makeup. There was black cab being paid off. Lottë dived into it."St Bart's A and E," she said, "and please be as quick as you can."The cabbie nodded. The journey was inevitably not without hold-ups but still only took seven or eight minutes which seemed like hours to Lottë. She paid off the cabbie and rushed in without waiting for her change arriving breathless at Reception."Robin Stephens," she said breathlessly. "He's my fiancé."The receptionist calmly scanned her computer. "Ah yes," she said. "He's. He knew he would have no problem turning her husband into a cuck, the next move would be to get a house key so he could come and go as he pleased without even being invited."Come and sit here Bruce, I know you like seeing your slut wife suck a big black dick, she's a black cock slut now, what are you slut." I'm a black cock slut Sir," she answered without looking up and returned to her duties of sucking her master's cock."Do you take in the ass slut," he asked pulling her mouth away from his. "Did your driver squirm?" Not that I noticed." Was she always adjusting the seat?" Not that I noticed." Did she seem to lean into the corners?" Not that I noticed." Was she continually tightening her harness?" Not that I noticed." Did she complain?" Not that I noticed." Why didn't you notice?" I was too busy reading my notes." Good enough."The Audi manager was next. He shook Wendy's hand, congratulated her on finishing with nary a scrape or ding, asked if she needed any parts, "for that old.