” He stated as her eyes widened. Oh, my god. I have a stalker. Natasha thought as she watched him rummage around in his pocket, his hand playing wit... something. She whimpered, tears falling down her cheeks and soaking into the silk scarf. “You want to know something?” He asked, pulling out an object that was no bigger than his palm. “My fiancé didn’t die in an accident. I intended to kill her.” Natasha gasped, her gray eyes wide with fear as he flicked his wrist and a switchblade popped out of. Looking down he said "What are your measurements?" I was dumbfounded by the question. He bent over me asking me again but with a meanness to his voice, said " Your measurements now!" I looked up saying "I'm a 36B 32 34 and stand 5 foot 3 inches." That put a smile on his face as he started to unzip his pants. He looked at me and said "If your any good I may have a way for you to stay out of jail, and out of the news. Take it out and give me your best ever blow job, and no spitting it out, you. More

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