“Ow! Fuck...” It was a stone tiled floor.The receptionist quickly ran around her desk and helped me up. “Oh my God! Are you okay?”“I ... yeah...”She stepped back. “Did you know Carrie well?”‘Oh, yeah, I totally boned her in the washroom and may have knocked her up,’ is what I didn’t say.“Err ... as well as anyone, I guess. Someone that works with you, dying ... that’s a bit of a wakeup call, huh?”“Yeah...” She seemed satisfied with that, and headed back to her desk. I put my name on the card but couldn’t write anything more. What could I say? Sorry I fucked your dead wife?Detective Dianna Shepherd looked at the board of missing persons again, more frustrated than ever. A couple more had been added just this week, as seemingly random as the rest. No similarities, not even geography, as they had all been from different parts of the city. Male, female, young, old; all over the place!‘Almost as if someone was trying to hide what they were doing... ‘She paused. Where had that thought come. There was no way he couldtune out the reaction of the crowd when he first fondled her buddingbreasts and then ran his tongue over them, all while still grinding tothe throbbing beat. The cheer was so loud that he thought the roof wasgoing to lift off. But he could still revel in the immediate sensation ofher nipples hardening under his tongue, sense her gasps of delight andenjoy the feel of her crotch as she ground it against his.Best of all was sensing the moment when the trembling he had felt in herfrom the moment they took the stage started to change from fear toarousal. At the convent, they had always been aware of their audience. Ithadn't stopped them from getting turned on when they danced together, butthey had chosen to ignore it - or at least not to do anything too overtabout it. But here, isolated from the baying crowd by the glare and thepounding music, they somehow felt more free to express their feelings.It wasn't a surprise then when Ryan felt Agnes grab his hand, guide.
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