Body into the sea to be washed away, weighted so it would sink. Naked swimming to wash away the blood and the tools we had used disposed of into the s...ame salty grave that was taking my Little Girl to a better place.I was too wrapped up in my matrimonial upheaval upon arriving back in the UK to even think about the Police stuff. But it turned out that the forensic inquiry at Bridewell turned up nothing of note, and the cells soon opened again to visitors. I never went back.“Hi mister,” I looked. It wasn't too cold outside, maybe 15º F, and I threw a heavy jacket on my shoulders and got into the wagon.We parked on the street about ten till six with all the other parents, and waited for her to appear. At five after, she came running from the building, with her backpack over one shoulder and her duffel in her hand. Libby and Yvonne were behind her, struggling to keep up.I said, "Better make some room in the back, it looks like we're a taxi today."Connie grinned, got out and started moving. As her blue eyes stared into mine, her perfume in my nostrils, her full lips and bright teeth talking to me, she introduced herself to me Crystal, 19 years old student, on her way to her sister’s weddingAre you a professional photographer? Would you take photos of me? Can we go somewhere to talk? Crystal and I found a cafe where we each had a sandwich and a drink while flirting outrageously with each other. I was teased about the ‘tart opposite me on the train’, and agreed that I had found her. It hardly lasted until they hit the bed. A wanton eagerness took over, a growing desire that needed sating desperately. Alice’s hand soon between her legs, the wet pussy lips slick to the touch, the merest caress of the clit making it swell, as if by magic.The time for foreplay had lapsed. E began to rub her breasts, not there was much to fondle, but the pink hard nipples occupied her hands whilst the lower half was taken in a fury of passion. She felt the waves, a sudden want to keep the.