Now, don’t say another fucking word! Just turn around and pull the back of that dress up. I better be able to see every bit of it too. Do it now, bi...tch!”It really is amazing how fast that girl can move when she is given an order.In no more than five heart beats, she had turned her body around, planted her face to the floor, put that big ass up in the air, pulled the back of her dress all of the way up to her waist, and then topped it off by making sure that her left hip was against my right. (Luckily that play folded after one performance!) I'm blond from head to toe. I'm in good shape. This may be the only way to find out what happened to my sister.'A small article that she had cut out was on her dresser. It described the efforts of the police and friends that had been made in order to find Mary's missing sister, Faith. Two other articles from older editions were also part of an open file. The oldest article had told of the efforts to find the missing mother of two. An article. Like I said, I'm catching some rays. And they certainly don't make much effort in hiding their business. You know what they did just the other day?O, brother, what now-Leslie! You mind? I want to hear.See, Sheila knows how to talk to elderly people. Now. I believe they had sex in the garden.In the garden? Really?Yes, in plain view.What do you mean you believe, mom?Well, I'm not one hundred per cent sure they were having an intercourse - they weren't completely exposed, but even so-Didn't you. Sarah was looking around as much as she could, intrigued with what she could see; the tall city buildings they were getting closer to, the mystifying signs she was reading all the time, and most of all, the people around her. It was early Saturday morning, and Eddie had told her that there wouldn't be many people around. She didn't really understand this notion of Saturday being different to any other day, and she hated to think what it be would like if there were many people around. But then.