Sin Bravely
Rachael Ross 1982 - 2012
Chapter 25
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 25 - Husband and wife. Brother and sister. Government assassins turned mercenary bodyguards for the world's most beautiful woman, Wolfgang and Eva Brandt star in an action packed adventure filled with sex, romance, and intrigue that critics* have hailed as "...a dirty, sexy, roller-coaster ride for the whole fucking family!"
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Drunk/Drugged Lesbian Heterosexual Incest Brother Sister Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Petting Violence Prostitution
"What did you do?" I asked Wolfgang, reclining on the floor with my back against the sofa. Sofia's legs were spread around me and she'd been playing with my hair while we listened.
"I called an acquaintance, a friend who worked with the Bundeskriminalamt..."
"The what?" Sofia interrupted him.
"It's like the American FBI," Wolfgang shrugged. "If someone was looking for me, they would know. My friend would know."
"And he'd tell you?" I wondered.
"Probably not in so many words," Wolfgang admitted. "But his voice would tell me."
"Sure," I said with a nod. The surprise at getting a phone call from an old friend wanted for murder would probably be hard to hide.
"I called on the pretext that I would be in town and perhaps we could catch up," Wolfgang explained. "He sounded pleased, a little curious as we hadn't spoken since my dismissal, but there was nothing out of the ordinary."
"So you were okay?" I asked him.
"It seemed so," he said. "The next day I used the library, the computer there, to check newspapers. It had been two weeks, but there was nothing about a dead Russian in Hamburg. The death of Dubert was a mystery. The police blamed it on gangsters, drug dealers, but they had no suspects."
"So you got away with murder," Sofia said dryly and I glanced up at her.
"The difficulty," Wolfgang cleared his throat, ignoring Sofia, "was Eva, of course. She had no identification and so far as the world was concerned, she was a dead girl."
"I know the feeling," I said with a sardonic giggle.
"Fortunately," Wolfgang smiled from his chair and Eva gave him a playful look, "the last thing anyone wanted was to see her again."
"The Berlin police commissioner was very accommodating," she said with a laugh.
"I don't understand," I said, looking between the two of them.
"Eva contacted the commissioner, explained who she was and that her only desire was to live a private life," Wolfgang told us. "She was very reasonable about it."
"I was issued new papers two days later," she said. "Eva Koeller from Potsdam."
"Just like that?" Sofia sounded doubtful. "They didn't want to ask you questions or..."
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