He'd broken a few dishes andwoke up a few of the girls. There were bruises on his body, and he toldhow he and Sammie had been repeatedly beaten and r...aped by Nora. Lindastill felt bad that they had driven the boys back to their apartments andgave them a few hundred dollars. In her junior year everything changed. She was in the mall when a boy infront of her dropped a backpack. The backpack opened up and several highschool textbooks spilled out, including books on basic bookkeeping and. The voice on the other end answers with a hello, and it takes him a moment to realize it is Marian. Some years back he had given them his number in case they ever had to get a hold of him for some reason, like an emergency or to notify him of something about his house, whatever. In that time they have never called him until now. “Is something wrong?” he asks.“No,” she says. “I just couldn’t sleep and wondered if you were up.”“I am now,” Alan says, looking at the time on the phone.“Can we talk?”. The one we hope to fill with our offspring one day. I check in the upstairs bath room and then to our home office. I still see no sign of her.I make my way to our master bedroom and I find her soft blond hair flowing softly onto a pillow. Her head sinking deeper and her body completely covered with the duvet. I take one step into the room to greet my beautiful wife when my phone rings.I don’t have the chance to even say hello as I answer the failure number. A very sexy feminine voice softly. She is 27-years-old and we have known each other for ten years and have been married for two. When I reach the kitchen, I find an empty room with a roast in the oven so I start looking around the house. I check everywhere. When I walk into the bedroom, my beautiful wife is bent over in front of a wardrobe, wearing panties and an apron. The panties happen to be my favorite ones, black and lacey, and they hug her ass so perfectly that I can't ever resist her when she is wearing them. I walk.