" Her voice took on a sarcastic edge, "I've suddenly had some free time. It's nothing really serious but just looking at the psychology of serial crim...inals in general. Now, you're the expert here but from what I've read, there is no reasonable explanation for him taking your partner. She's outside -- way outside, his target group, and if he perceived her as a threat I could see him killing her, but not kidnapping her." This is getting us nowhere," Rebecca said, becoming visibly irritated by all. Main jati hu kaam kar leti hu.Jaisi hi ye bolke Madhavi piche mudti hai Bhide usee piche se pakad leta hai. Aur sofe pe gira deta hai aur kehta hai, “Aaj sirf main kaam karunga, meri randi.”Ye kehkar woh Madhavi ki taange chatne lagta hai aur thighs rub karne lagta hai. Madhavi use jor se pakad kar kehti hai, “Mujhe chodo, aur jor se chodo.”Dono pure nange ho jate hai aur Madhavi ke bade bade boobs bahar aa jate hai. Saath hi itni chiki chut jise dekh kar hi chodne ka man ho jaye. Puri chubby. Brad and Karen went into the house. Karen found a wall of books and photo albums in Brad's study.Brad took a call. Karen was shocked to find nude photos of Brad, Ellen, and both boys taken in the house and at the pool. Then she found more of them naked with many other people. Brad Johnson and his family were nudists.She left Brad's that night at just after ten. Again, he had made no pass at her.In her apartment, Karen Evans poured herself a glass of straight Ouzo on the rocks, lit a cigarette,. ‘First, who is the husband to be?’ Max raised his hand as if he was being held up. The others clapped and shouted. Amber raised her hand again. ‘Settle down boys! Okay, you,’ she said pointing to Max, ‘I want you in the middle. Can someone find this hot stud a chair?’ Trey and Nic raced to the kitchen and found a chair and placed it in the middle of the room. Max eagerly sat down. Amber moved easily to where the stereo was positioned under the TV and flicked through the stations until she found.