I put the door on the track and it sat fine. As i got up Christine had come up next to me. Oh honey, she said, how can I ever thank you for helping ...me. I stammered that it was ok and she was welcome in my home. I noticed that the housecoat was zippered halfway up. I could see cleavage and she noticed me staring at her gigantic tits. She smiled and stepped closer. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug. She then gave me a kiss on the cheek and I gave her a peck on the lips, but. She returned to cuddle with me, resting her head on my breast. She could feel my heart racing away as she laid smiling, my honey on her face.She looked up at me, "I enjoyed that, Renee. I started to hesitate, but something in me clicked. I wanted to please you."Softly stroking her hair, I smiled, "You did, sweetie, you were perfect."She grinned, sighing into my breast.We lay silently for quite some time until I decided it was her turn. I began softly stroking her hair as she lay against me. She. The traderhovered above me for a second then, with his fingers felt the inside of me.??????????? ?She isn?ta virgin,? I remembered the long time friend that I had given that gift to. Ididn?t want someone mean to have the satisfaction of taking it from me, so Igave it freely to the one person I thought disserved it.??????????? ?You dirtylittle whore,? the trader said with a slight grin on his face, ?then thisshouldn?t hurt as much,? he shoved his package in me as far as he could get it.I felt. You know the rest. Your goon squad grabbed us right there.’ ‘How many?’ ‘How many what?’ ‘Cars. You said you counted them. How many were there?’ It was the first hint that the interrogator had a sense of humour. ‘I lost count.’ The young man is sarcastic. The interrogator’s lighter tone as emboldened him. ‘So who started the game?’ ‘I’ve told you, I don’t remember who started it.’ His voice is plaintive. There’s a discrete knock at the door. The interrogator leaves the room. He is gone only a.