That's it... we got lost!' Jean followed, nodding her pony-tailed head.A grin stretched the police chief's lips. He shifted his glance to the vivaciou...s, willowy brunette, his lustful eyes rakingly appraising her lissome, curved, young body. There was something fiery in her expression that intrigued him, even reminded him of Lydia Newell, that illusion alone enough to cause a stirring in his heavy loins. He said: "You ah... you don't expect me to believe that shit, do you? I mean, with a pack of. "It's an emergency. I need your car. Just a few hours. I promise."Mark gave me a look. "Half-sister, huh? I knew it had to be something like that." But he tossed me the keys and I was out the door in a shot.I got halfway down the hall and realized that I didn't have any money ... or shoes ... or shirt ... or pants. So I ran back into my room."Figured you'd be back." He said with a grin.I pulled on my jeans, a clirty (half clean/half dirty) shirt, grabbed my wallet and grabbed my sneakers.. I didn’t have another move. I lost my spunk when I lost my spunk. “I have a confession to make,” Anita purred, as she stroked the hair on my head. “Those missing men are here in my house, only there are 57 of them altogether.” “What?” I said, jumping to my feet. “But I haven’t done anything wrong you know,” she assured me. “They’re all here because they want to be here.” “How do 57 men just suddenly decide they want to live in a rich lady’s house, leaving their families and not informing their. She was utterly happy, Then she told I will not tell to mom, but asked me what is that you are doing, I immediately thought this is the right time to explain her briefly so that it will be a drive to build relationship with her. it was 2:00 in the afternoon, I have 3 hours left because my mom comes to home at that time.So I started explaining her but she did not understand my reasoning then I told her that I will explain her practically, then I bolted the main door and removed my shots and.