I Don't know?

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"Please don't stop" Aruna whined drunk in need.

Santi's eyebrows furrowed as he kissed harder rubbing her through her lace underwear.

"Mm" Aruna whined again pulling his hand completely in her panties. She took his hand making him rub her where she ached.

She moaned in his mouth.

"M-more..please?" Aruna pushed onto his hand.

"I got you"  he slipped two fingers into Aruna's pussy and drove them slow and deep.

"Uhn" Aruna moaned grinding and squeezed his fingers.

"You ok?" Santi asked me as we sat back in our original positions

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"You ok?" Santi asked me as we sat back in our original positions.

My eyes welled up at the question. I took a deep breath.

"I don't know. I'm sorry I should have-I feel so-" I kept cutting myself off unable to look at him.

"Aruna. Look at me.." he his arms on his knees.

"What am I gonna tell Alaina?" Tears dropped.

"Listen to me...we didn't do anything wrong and even though we didn't...we'll still tell Alaina. Ok?"

"You sure?" I frowned.

"I'm sure Nugget. Just-please look at me" he slid closer.

I looked up at him and he gave me a sweet smile and felt my heart skip a beat. Uh oh.

.....

We continued with our work and I looked over the toxicology reports.

"Um..what are these toxicology reports on?"

"We've been having a trafficker on our radar. And it seems as if he's getting closer. Only taking kids.. they disappear for about 4 hours -24 and pop up dead or they are taken and never seen again. Sometimes he may take a child and throw out one he's had for months at a time.

I can't get my eyes to focus on a pattern besides picking children from 4-6. He's taking them from their homes. Mid-day, mid-night, it doesn't matter he's just reckless. His longest record for how long each child has been missing is 4 months."

I took a second looking at all the papers. I stood up turning to the desk. I put all the papers lined up from top to bottom in 3 rows of 4.

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