However as happy as she was, Shelly had admitted to me after seven years of marriage the excitement and playful sex had slowly decreased in her marria...ge, which was why I suspected her jealousy. I knew Shelly would never cheat, nor would her husband, but she did want some kind of action, obviously action she was missing at home. So I told her all my sexual escapades hoping it would spark her own imagination and take charge in her personal life. “I’m meeting my faithful John at the Ritz Carlton. I will fucking end you bitch.” Alice snarled, she is screaming obscenities at me as I pass out from the pain again. The world is still dark when I feel something being dripped into my mouth. My pussy lips are burning like I have never experienced before in my life. Its practically oozing actually. I have never been this wet in my life. “You really shouldn't piss Jake and Alice off, they have no issues with killing you.” A mans voice said from nearby. “This is all for your own good.” He told me. It’s big news round here as I guess you ladies already know. But some of the other guys will fill you in. Wait here. I’ll see who I can find.”It was Inspector Matthew Papadopoulos who escorted us into a quiet office that was reserved for just this kind of discussion to describe what had been found and what had been determined from the evidence. It was evident that he’d had to do something like this many times before. Even though it was Inspector Mark Evans who’d actually attended the scene of. Abby wasn’t sure to believe him so she needed to check her panties.She lifted her pinafore up to her belly and realized that Mr. Davis’s description was right. She was indeed wearing her pink panties with red side bands and a hot-pressed picture of The Little Mermaid in front. Then Mr. Davis told her to put her skirt down and she did it. Right after that, she looked at his hands smeared with a white cloudy sticky substance and he told her that he spilled glue on his hands. Abby knew that it was.