“Billy’s a faggot?” he slurred. Then he looked and saw Becky, her red, bald pussy showing and her tit hanging out of her little, black, come-fuc...k-me-dress. “I know that dress!” he said. “That’s the same dress the slut was wearing…! Becky!” he exclaimed. “Someone said it was Becky on the other side of the hole, but I didn’t believe him!”He ran back into the living room. “Guys come see this,” he yelled. “Billy’s a fucking faggot and his sister Becky has been sucking our cocks all night!”“No way!”. Over the summer, I got my chance. Mason and Claudia decided to go on vacation, presumably to get away from their troubles. Unfortunately they chose a non extradition country with a history of police corruption. My private investigator gave me their hotel details and the name of the local police chief.Buying off a foreign cop was even easier than a domestic one.Over the weekend, police raided Robert’s apartment in Northern California and arrested him for cocaine possesion with intent to. "What do you mean?" In your office you told me to tell you when I was ready. I was scared back then, but not anymore." Tara, I'm an old man compared to you." Are we going to rehash that? You're not old. Okay, there's an age difference, but so what? I loved you back then and I still do. You probably don't feel the same way--" Tara, I loved you back then, too. I told you it was like a daughter, and that was partly true, but it was more. I can't explain why, but I did. I think I'll always love. I got a complimentary message from a guy called Ritesh (name changed). Our chat went like this. Ritesh: I have gone through all of your stories. It was damn good.Me: Thanks, Ritesh. Where are you from?Ritesh: Bangalore itself. Actually, we are a couple Ritesh and Smita (Name Changed).Me: Oh, sexy. Your age?Ritesh: I am 30, Smita is 28. And we are trying out for hunk to join us.We chatted for a while. Ritesh told me that he is less interested in sex and women. He married Smita due.