He laugh. Both the men were wearing kurat and paijama. They removed their kurtas showing bare chest with plenty hair hard good muscles.One man asked m...y wife with a slap “apne yar ko bahar nikal kar choos” she was not knowing what to do but due to fear of beating up again her slim bountiful hand moved on nara of paijama of one man she pilled the string. Paijama gone down but still he was in desi underwear. He smiled and push her hands on the nara of his underwear she heisted but pull the string,. While they talk, I wrote a note and gave it to Frank before I left. While going to my hotel suite, I notified the head of CIA about the Devil Rays' plan.The note read: "Got an offer you can't refuse. Meet me at the Four Seasons, Room 428. Delilah." While waiting for Frank, I went into my suit and slipped into something a little more comfortable, a black/baby pink see-thru lace-up bustier ensemble with a garter skirt and black lace thigh high stockings. Frank arrived just in time. He sat down on. Its the Kings turn, now. He flips me over on the bed like Im a playing card the kind with pictures of nude girls on them. Id make a ridiculous playing card, though. My makeup and Mandy are smeared all over me. My hair is in tangles and I have red handprints all over my white ass from my boyfriends spankings. I lean my head back and look up at Mandy. Shes the one that looks like she belongs on a playing card, not me. She looks pretty and pristine and untouched as she kneels on the bed next to. I’m not getting into a car with him again. I’m feeling pretty comfortable in my body, so we’ll see how it goes at the airport. Then I’m off to Cleveland.Where do you go when you die?No one even saw me at the airport in Savannah. I walked through the checkpoints and the security scan without even being spoken to. Just waved along.I caught a cab and paid $40 for a ride to my apartment in Cleveland. I can’t wait to get back to Seattle where I can drive a car. That reminds me, I need to make a.