”“You know I have a hidden key under the corner brick of my flower bed in front of my house.” Vickie acknowledged the information and agreed to ...check on her if she ever failed to meet or call. They tipped the waitress giving her the money for their coffee. As she took the money and the tip she smiled and said. “Sorry for eaves dropping on you ladies but I feel I know you pretty well, Vickie and Julie.” “I am happy to know that I am not the only one of his victims that feels the way I do about. She will be questioned again later.”"Yes, sir," the female officer nods, and, grabbing my arm, forcing me to walk ahead of her, I trip and fall up the stairs.Inside the Cell Block at Butyrka Prison, MoscowSleep came easily, but as my eyes flickered, I realised that the doors to my cell were opening once more.Without looking up I offered my plea. “Please no more, I can’t take anymore … I will confess to whatever you want me to. I will say …”“You will say nothing Agent Novikova.”I heard a chuckle. Out in New York, Ambassador Chandler was sitting at his desk in his office; his fingers were tapping through a file called "1992". It was filled with thousands of pictures. After seven hours of tapping the keyboard, his finger hit the next item. His blood went cold as he looked into his wife's eyes. Tears started running down his face as he reached over and picked up the cell phone. Quickly, he hit the speed dial for home and his new wife picked it up.Annette Chandler walked through the. "Mary Ellen," Dana hissed, "You don't have to... to..." but her comment was interrupted when the woman began to kiss lower. She gasped as Mary Ellen's tongue slipped across her lower stomach and stopped at the top of her sex. Dana held her breath.The younger woman hesitated. She knew she wanted to do this, yet she was worried that she wouldn't know what to do. She gathered up her courage and began to move again. Slowly, her tongue tickled ever lower until it found the swollen clit between the.