I heard Chris say “ I’m sticking my finger in that wet ass pussy before I go back down stairs. “ I held my eyes closed and quietly moaned as I f...elt his finger sliding into my pussy. Chris took his finger out of me and was complaining to who was with him but they went back downstairs. I honestly felt a little let down. Then I heard them coming up the stairs whispering all the way. I stretched and yawned and pretended to wake up. I looked around and shook my head and said to them “ what’s. I put a scarf around his eyes,and he asked how was he supposed to see the fun. I told him not to worry,he would see everything.Soon after we heard a car pull in nearby. When he heard the voices and giggling of more than one woman,he asked how many was there. I didnt answer.I had a short Summer dress on and I removed my knickers and shoved them under his nose.He knew the smell and inhaled deeply and he told me he was rock hard. I shoved my knickers in his mouth and could not make out what he. Finally, Emma was the one to break the silence and Brent saw sorrow in her eyes.“Oh, Brent, I’m so-” she began but Brent cut her off.“Nope, no you don’t. Don’t even say it,” he said with surprising forcefulness. “You have NOTHING to feel sorry for. NOTHING.” He took Emma’s hands in his and squeezed them for emphasis. Emma smiled at him weakly.Brent leaned in and kissed her briefly.“Ok,” he said afterward, “Let’s do this.” He gestured towards the nightstand with a nod at ‘this’.Emma nodded and. His jaw tightened. This didn’t seem right. Suddenly, the operative and the SPF’s disappeared in a blinding flash and his car rocked, followed by a thunderous boom. He waited a few seconds to regain his composure and yelled at the driver of the car. ‘Where the fuck is Gray? Has he got back to you?’ ‘No, sir,’ said the driver. ‘His comms unit isn’t responding. There should have been eight men in the alley behind the bar, sir. Surely they will have handled Hansen and the girl?’ The silver haired.