Riya – same here, but why sorry.Me – I’m not obsessed with your boobs but couldn’t stop myself from staring at that beautiful sight Riya �...� Ahem Ahem…you just happy with staring …Me – honestly, i love to touch it and suck it…She stopped replying after that and i felt that i have done a terrible mistake. Next day i tried calling her to say sorry again but of no use but just before i was about to leave the office i got a ping from her and she wanted to know if i want to share auto with her again,. That was when I first realized that I have company.I opened my bedroom door. I had just enough time to think it strange that it was closed. I haven't been living here long. But in all the nights I've spent here I've never closed the bedroom door. There's no need to. I'm always alone in the house.That was when I saw that there was someone in my bed! I came to a sudden stop and looked down at the lump in the middle of my bed. I couldn't see much of the person. I saw enough to see that it's a she.. Only one raider was killed. He was shot by one of the sons of John Speer, Sr., who was the owner and editor of the leading local newspaper. At least two thirds of the buildings in Lawrence were destroyed, including the Eldridge Hotel. It would be rebuilt, as would the rest of the town. The guerrillas rode away and everyone in Lawrence vowed vengeance. The raid was long remembered. An enmity between the states of Missouri and Kansas would continue up until the present day. At one time it had. Jenny twisted sideways, away from him, her breathing ragged. She was crying, and his heart softened a little. Shifting on the bed, he framed her face with gently hands, kissing her brow, her cheeks, and then her lips."Would you like me continue, or should I stop, my little princess?" he asked tenderly."Don’t stop." She whispered, meeting his gaze, her eyes slightly out of focus, the ghost of a smile on her lips. "I was trying so hard to be a good girl, but I couldn’t help myself…" Shush. It’s.