Every round jiski point kam hogi wo apna ek kapda utarega or akhir me jo jitega wo jo bolega wahi baki dono karenge wo job hi bolega only sex ke relat...ed. .pehela round me raj ka sabse kam point hua to wo pehele apna shirt utara.phir second round me meri kam point hui to me apni nighty uteri to me sirf bra or chadi me thi jese me apni nighty uteri mene dekhi ki tanuj ki lund khada hogaya or pent me ubhar ke dikhne laga.phir next round me phir se me hargai to isbar mujhe apni bra utarne padi.ese. Phir humlog car se utare aur lift ke through 4th floor par pahunch gaye. Uska ek 5 bedroom flat tha. Oh my God. Itna bada ghar. Usne kaha ki yeh flat usne aise hi apne mauj masti ke liye rakha hai.Maine usse uske familly ke baare mein pooch to usne kaha jis kaam se aaye ho woh kaam karo. Phir usne freeze mein beer ki botle nikali aur hum bedroom mein jakar peene lage. Peete peete usne mujhe apne paas bula liya aur kaha ki mere kapde utaro. Maine dheer dheere uski saari kholnelaga . Phir maine. Blond... built... better looking than me. I think he's sleeping with her too." Eye candy," said Jeff, looking disgusted. "He's nuts. You're a fascinating woman, and I think you're beautiful." You're sweet," she said. "But I know I'm not beautiful in that way. I don't do well in big crowds either. I'm not... chatty. I don't flirt." So?" said Jeff. "I still don't get it. What does this have to do with Melanie?" You said her father's wealthy," said Roberta patiently. "And she's... eye. ’ ‘Good.’ ‘And there’s something else.’ His usually enthusiastic face turned somber. ‘There was a murder last night.’ ‘A murder?’ ‘Yeah. Just a few blocks west of where you were. Did you hear anything last night?’ Sammi thought for a long moment. Something was attempting to rise to the surface but bobbed lazily under the waters. ‘No. We finished up and left.’ ‘Well, a middle-aged man was found dead in an alleyway and his throat was ripped out.’ ‘Jesus!’ ‘Yeah, and he was bled dry.’ ‘What?’ She.