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Arlene could hear the cheep-cheep tone of her cell phone from the bedroom. The phone was clipped onto her belt, still in the main room of the suite. Zeke and Abraham were lying side by side on the bed.
Arlene might have been worried about them, they looked haggard and both seemed to be clutching their chests after their exertions. However, they had started bickering about thirty seconds before her phone rang and Arlene figured if they had the strength to do that, they'd survive.
She padded, naked and leaking sperm from her ass and pussy, back into the living room. She recovered her uniform pants, removing the phone from the belt.
"Yes," she answered abruptly.
"Slow down Sondra. Do you have it?"
"Good. Did you ring me first?"
"Okay, so what did Erica say when you spoke to her?"
"Busy? She just said 'busy' and hung up? Fuck.... No, no I don't think she's in trouble. I think she needs time is all. Fine, drive back. I'll meet you; we'll make a plan from there."
Arlene listened again as Sondra spoke, a smile appearing on her face.
"Any help? Not in the way we hoped. They... they pumped me pretty thoroughly, you know, for information, details. Anyway, they've helped give me some clarity, some direction. How long will you be? Two more hours? Fine, gives me time to just clarify a few things before I go. See you soon." Arlene hung up, tossing the phone onto the table.
She padded back towards the bedroom calling out as she went, "You guys got any of those tablets left?"
- COMMENTS
Aguni4 months agoI can't help but think that the 2 tough girls getting gangbanged by the criminals they're having dealings with lowers their standing in their eyes somewhat, especially Denisa. But whatever, the fucking must occur. Denisa's first time with a black man was 3 at the same time using all her holes. What a way to break forward into new territory!
I know it's been becoming more obvious through the story (especially in the last few chapters) of Arlene's newfound desire for dominant black men, but it feels like the first time she's admitted it to herself. And out loud at that. And yet the disparity between "As a grandfather/father who's been upholding the law, you have my blessing to kill those sons of bitches." to immediately "So how about that fucking?" was too much for me, lmao. These old men are fucking themselves into their graves, and I'm sure they'd die happy.
Firsttimewriting5 months agoAuthor@Carlick, Hi and thanks for reading my stuff. I uploaded an incomplete file of 13b, missing a few thousand words. I asked the site administrator to take it down so that I could get the complete file uploaded. That's now been submitted so fingers crossed it will be online soon to read. Apologies for any confusion caused.
Carlick5 months agoHi Firsttimewriting. I love your stories. What happened to part 13b? Was something wrong with it?
