Her hope was a man would be seeing her in these later tonight. She put on a tight fitting red sweater made of thin material to accentuate her enormous... breasts. She knew the thin lace bra and tight sweater would put her nipples on full display. That was okay, she was horny as hell and needed a man tonight. Her image in the mirror turned her on and her nipples jumped to attention. The quick cum in the shower had felt incredible and calmed her down for a few minutes, but Pam felt the hornies sweep. Massaging gently. He was sitting next to me. I touched my fingertips into his jeans, the seam in the denim rough. I intentionally caught my fingernails in the seam, just to make the pants move a little. Just a tease. I teased him for about half an hour, running my fingers over his cock, his pants tight. His pants were tight to start with, and I knew they were getting uncomfortable. He unzipped his pants, allowing his hard cock to push through, the fabric of his boxers tight. I stroked him. I donʼt know nothinʼ.”
“Surely you would want to help us find your daughterʼs killer.”“Susie was the only good thing that came out of my marriage. I told you. I donʼt know nothinʻ thatʼll help. So unless you got a warrant...”
“No warrant, Mr. Landry, Iʼm just seeking information which might...”“Then go away. I donʼt want you here.”
 The crack in the door began to close.
“Does your daughterʼs death have anything to do with what happened seven years ago?” Linda asked, deciding to take a shot. “You are going to kill me,” she hissed.Tommy popped his head up and gave her a grin.“Maybe, but you’ll die happy,” he said.Well, of course she didn’t die, unless you count the ten or twelve ‘little deaths’ he coaxed out of her. At midnight, she slipped on her robe and walked him to the door. She had asked him to spend the night, but he reluctantly turned her down.“Next time, I’ll bring a change of clothes so I can go to work from here, okay Connie?”She kissed him passionately and held the door.