I will now collect a urine sample for testing.”
You feel her hands leave your pussy, and move to right above your pelvis. They might pretend that the woman had caught the man cheating with you, and act out her murdering you as revenge. “I got your text honey. You’re dead and in a morgue. After that, the couple resided to take you home instead of burying you. Your dead. You then come to a stop. What had you been thinking dressing like that!? You started to get the feeling that their obsession with this may come from them not being able to have kids. It’s obvious you’re lying on your back, staring upward as florescent lights and beige polystyrene fly past. “Come look at what the cat dragged in.” The woman responds. No abnormal tearing or bruising either. Wow, that sure is a lot of urine. You’ed been their pregnant teen daughter, a knocked-up hooker, a pregnant wife beaten by her husband, you’ed been it all.
