." What a goddamn strange thing to say.He arrived home early the next morning, worn out with the all-night flight, jet-lag, and grief. Wearily, James ...shuffled up the front steps, suitcase hanging loosely on limp fingers and pressed the doorbell. He didn't have the energy to try the door.As he stood there, James could have sworn that he heard a dull, throbbing thump emanating from the house. It was rather rythmic, sort of like dance music. He put it down to the migrane that had his skull in a. "Ker, follow my directions and drive safely, we need to broaden our horizons a bit."Her face flushed red which I've come to realize is her getting excited. Interestingly, she slowed down a bit, because I told her to drive safely as my slave. Normally she and I are both slightly lead footed and aggressive on the road.We were parked a block away from an adult store. We were looking to see if we recognized either of the cars there. Kristen now knew exactly where we were going and she was almost. ”I nodded. “Yes. Please see to it, Corporal. Meantime I will show Captain Keane the two bodies upstairs.”Callum took his time viewing the scene.“Your story is that after blowing the door open you entered the room and found Captain Hutton dying of wounds inflicted by the assassin, who himself was killed by Hutton?”“That is what happened...”“Although both bodies have slit throats, and the wounds to the body of the assassin seem to be caused by a knife rather than by the sword held in the gallant. Although not planned, one of the guys we talked about would get his chance to swing his balls into my wifes ass real soon. With the sun setting Tom drove our van as his wife lay sleeping next to him. Bored and sitting quietly directly behind him I had convinced my wife to remove her panties from under her skirt where curled up she pretended to be sleeping in the chair behind Toms wife. I continued hiking her skirt up more even rubbing her pussy from time to time as she pretended to sleep with.