Yes, it was hot and plentiful.We talked football while we ate, and I again got to see how a game could capture the imaginations of grown men. We discu...ssed both championship games. This year's and the year before. People here remembered details of that excruciating loss to the Lake Oswego Lakers better than I did. As people talked of the many miracles of that season, I reminded them that the biggest miracle of all was that we were even there."We graduated 98 percent of our offensive and. I showed the policewoman a few of the pictures and pointed out the hair length, the piercings in one ear, and the pubic hair.Julie Ann was tested, a rape kit was taken, and then she was released into my care. Two days later a detective stopped by to question us and to tell us that her husband had been arrested in another state for armed robbery, that the private detective had been questioned, and that he had given the address of the house where he had done the photography. Upon further. "I'm not going to hurt you, girl. We really need to move out of here though," I told her. I bent down, and helped her up. We slipped in the back door and got to my room without anyone seeing us. I didn't know how many people stayed here, or how many were in on a weekend.Once we were back in the room, I locked the door: unloaded the Model 97; returned it to it's carrying case. The girl was sitting on the bed. She was naked. Her makeup had run with the tears she had shed. She looked a mess. There. He can smell her arousal, God she smelt great. Smiling down at him, Helen pulled her panties away from her pussy and there it was, her young snatch inches from his face. He looked into her eyes as he sank his tongue into her pussy, relishing the taste and the aroma that assaulted his senses. Helen was wet, enjoying the look on Matt's face as he tongued her young pussy. She smiled to herself, another one who had succumbed to her young charms. She relished the moment, the power over this old.