“Come and sit down.”Draco’s legs felt like stone as he tried to pick up his feet to walk into the room. Eventually he took the seat across from... his mother. He sat quietly for several long seconds as he looked into the fire to keep from meeting her eye.Seeing that something was truly troubling her son, Narcissa asked, “What did you want to talk to me about, Draco?”“I…” Draco stuttered as he continued to look into the fire. “On Christmas night, when we were leaving Harry’s house after dinner,. I pulled her closer and ran my hands up her belly. Her soft tummy shook as my fingers moved up towards her breasts. She gasped as my fingers touched the underside of her breasts. I pulled her onto my lap and moved my hands over her young tits. I squeezed her puffy nipples and kissed and licked her neck. She suddenly jumped up and I thought I was done. She then turned and climbed on my lap, kissing my on the lips. She had obviously never done this before, which turned me on even more. I smiled. James nodded in agreement, "I see, so what about my wife?"David looked at Stacy, wondering why she had told James, but also wishing she would help him out here. He slowly looked back at James, "yo... your wife knows how to please a guy." He just wanted to get up and run out the door, becoming extremely uncomfortable with this situation now.James chuckled lightly, "yes she does huh? I bet you probably think I'm mad at you and Stacy huh?"David slowly nodded his head, remaining silent. He wished. He knew immediately that it was the weapon that had killed Michael."Barb, I've found it! Now you need to tell the authorities. I'll stay here and guard the knife."Barbara ran out to the producer's office. She phoned her father. Within minutes several patrol cars were on the scene. Barbara led them to the supply room. She knew something was wrong from the start. The room was dark and quiet. She turned on the lights."Ken! Kenny where are you?"She heard a groan and ran to the area where she had.