She gathered her purse, flung the door open, and smacked right back into those eyes, and the hard chest that accompanied them. ‘Whoa, going somewher...,’ he said, as he gripped her arm to steady her. An electrical current emanated from where his hand was grasping her arm, and went straight to her pussy. She looked at where his hand was on her arm, and back to his face. ‘Uh-um, yeah, home.’ His eyes narrowed. ‘Now why would you want to do that?’ Taken aback by the sudden Q and A, and just. Strickland kept up the pace and smiled, reassuring the child that mommy was just fine. The kid turned and left. When they were finished, Strickland had expected to see them in the living room but they were nowhere to be found. They had obviously made their own way back to the sitters next door. Then the bottom fell out of his design on the night the husband had come home. Strickland couldn’t resist taking a jab at the poor cuckolded son of a bitch. He had almost felt sorry for him. The guy was. More

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