.then drifting over to Diane’s desk to flirt with the curvy woman. She reveled in the attention from the uniformed officers.Finally, Theresa’s hubby came strolling in. His wife was easy to spot in the crowd...dressed in her customary black. He went over, made excuses for his visit, and pulled up a chair to chat.Scott, the final piece to the puzzle, was drawn to the office for two reasons. The first was typical for him -- he loved to interact with the four sexy women. They fed his rich fantasy. Alice whispered in Natasha’s ear, “Stay here and don’t move if I do not return. I need to take care of these guys right now.”She slid out of the slowly rotting tree trunk and crawled low in the mist to get as close as possible to the trio of miscreants holding the six surviving girls hostage.The stench from the dirty men filled her nostrils with a need to sneeze. She fought it off because she knew it would be the kiss of death if she was discovered before she got close enough to dispatch the. I pretended that I never saw them enter at first. It was only after another five minutes chatting that I explained that my friends had just arrived and it would be ungentlemanly of me to ignore them. Clara responded in the way that I wanted by telling me to come back as soon as I could.When I walked over to the group Susie was quick to ask me who the two girls were and I just passed them off as girls who were just interested in my accent. I never mentioned the free drink. Susie didn’t look like. To make matters worse, Helena had her hand resting on my thigh as she leaned against me. I squirmed in uncomfortable embarrassment when little Johnny Reb Jeb decided to pitch a tent in my Levi Strauss half overalls.Helena drew away when I shifted around, and looked at me in concern. Her brown eyes looked absolutely huge in the flickering firelight. "Am I hurting your arm, Jeremiah?" she asked.I mumbled a negative reply as I blushed a scarlet brighter than our campfire. I guess that would have.
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