She seemed to be the friend of the bride and was struck up with the bride like glue. I was eager to find a chance to speak with this beautiful girl. T...he time was almost midnight and everyone was returning back to their homes. The bride and bridegroom returned to their respective rooms when it was 12 O’ clock. Till then, we were all chatting and playing all sorts of games. The stranger girl was all smiling and glancing at me often. I couldn’t take my eyes of her pretty red saree decorated with. Thank you.’ She tried to kiss me, but being completely smashed, she missed my mouth completely. Hell, she didn’t even connect with my face! I ignored this and replied softly, ‘It’s alright, Liv. You’d have done the same.’ She groaned in disgust. ‘If I’d done the same fucking thing, I’d have blown you! Wouldn’t I? Oh, fuck!’ She lay down and pounded the mattress with her fists. She wasn’t even making sense now, that’s how drunk she was. Probably not a good sign. She sat up and snatched the. She also wore silky black waist length panties; her excited vulva expressed in an excited camel-toe. All three stood high and undeniably dominant on black stilettos which clicked upon the floor with each step to ring in the changes the three would impose. Clarissa’s smile which emphasised her pleasure in brandishing the cane had him writhing on the bed in a futile attempt to escape, his fear bringing contemptuous laughter from her.‘You’ re not going anywhere, you’re here to learn the truth. Lying low a mere twenty miles distant wasn't difficult, and just made good sense. The resources of the local Sheriff obviously were limited; in a short time, the Majeski investigation would come to nothing, and be forgotten, if it had not been already.Unfortunately, Phelps needed access to his boat. His financial papers, his computer, his cellular phone and FAX equipment, all were aboard and, with increasing frequency, he felt the need for them. Phelps had noticed a small riverside marina less.