.it would be them they try and strike. I know it, they now I know it, and so on and forth. What they don't know is I hired the Ryan Dexter to keep the...m safe."Ryan smiles. Babysitting an eighteenth birthday party wasn't his usual line of work, but then it should be an easy job. And a million split four ways was their ticket out of Colombia. Ryan looked back at the retired judge leading in the recent polls for President of Colombia. "This is all approved by the money men, right? Wouldn't want you. I smiled back at her and told her I understand.I reached my arm around her, and pulled her back against my body. I whispered in her ear "Go ahead and finish what you started, I won't tell."With that she lay her head down again on my shoulder, and leaned the rest of her body against me. I once again noticed movement underneath her blanket as a sigh came from her mouth.As difficult as it was to tear my eyes from the sight right there next to me, I looked around the plane, taking note of the fact. " I'm a doctor, an' ya ain't gonna bleed ta death right now. I got other plans fer ya. Do ya remember a few months ago murderin' a doctor and rapin' a woman over in Willow Run?" Shore I do. I wouldn't fergit a prime piece of cunt like that. So what?" Well, I know ya can't tell it from the clothes I'm wearin', but I'm that woman! An' I plan ta hurt ya worse than ya hurt me, unless ya answer some question I aim ta ask ya. So, what'll it be?"Henry Tuttle blanched under his tan! "Don't hurt me, we. I have big slightly floppy breasts and a flaring wide ass. I prefer working in six yard sarees tied below navel and low cut skimpy bluses with lot of strings and frills. I knew the sight of my behind in a tight saree and my smooth white abck was always a treat. I showed it off to my benefit.One day when I had finished the feeding schedule and putting bed of Sanika when Rohit walked in. I was dressed in a blue see through saree with a blouse tied with streiongs on back. The back was so open that.