The boy's notgay and never will be." As she spoke, she squeezed but did not strokeLaird's maleness; she wanted her lover's rapt attention for what sh...e wasabout to say next.Laird interjected:Now I am truly confused. All this time I've thought you consideredBlair to be a sissy boy. In fact, I was afraid that you were leading upto a suggestion that we throw a house party for him so that he couldinvite his first boyfriend to a dance. I must say I'm relieved that youdon't want me to ask him at. Her D cup breasts, hung full and pout and the slight shadow of 6 pack abs leading to a perfectly waxed pussy. For all intents and purposes, she could quite easily be strutting a cat walk in Europe than a court room in the windy city. She slipped into the bath almost without a ripple and allowed the heat to drain away the pains of the day. Instinctively, her hand cupped her breasts while the other plunged deeper into the water. “There’s nothing like an orgasm to take away the stress”. She opened her thighs wide, welcoming whoever it was who was attending to her there. The person slid a finger into her. It moved inside her. She moaned,"Fuck me please!" Soon, sweet one." The man's voice came from behind her: so he wasn't touching her, he was still watching. "Carry on. I want her to come many more times before I take her tonight."The girl felt the finger being withdrawn. Then a large plastic penis nosed its way into her. Slowly at first, despite her being soaking wet from cum. ‘We’ve had numerous calls in, mostly from the usual cranks claiming to have seen Curtis and the girl. One reckoned that they were both dead and she had contacted them through a medium and that they are happy on the other side.’ A ripple of laughter ran around the room and he continued, ‘We’re running a call list on Rachel’s mobile number and that should be with us early afternoon. It will give us the approximate area of where any calls were made and who to, so if it has been used since she.