Shewas naked. I looked up at her quizzically but had learned enough to refrainfrom speaking without being spoken to first. "Did you enjoy your exercis...e, Dana?" I heard Grahame ask from behind themirrors. Ms. Catsuit twirled my hair around her fingers, entertaining herself. Like they say about mothers who have experienced labor and childbirth, Icouldn't remember the pain I had endured; all I could remember was the pleasurethat followed it. "Oh Sir…the endorphins…they're amazing. I neverknew. ”Shel laughed, “Ah, you caught me. I wanted to tease you, but you guys have loosened up so much that the sight of a new pussy doesn’t even excite you.”Roy jumped into the conversation, “I wouldn’t go so far as to say THAT. I’m pretty excited with the view, and I’d like to get to know you A LOT better in so many ways.”Shelby spread her legs wide for a few seconds just for Roy and then slammed them shut with a slap of her thighs. Others in the room aware of the interchange laughed.Nancy teased. Jackson stood signaling their departure. He made an effort to shake my hand and said, ‘Thank you for your help Sara. And you too Rachel.’ ‘Wait a minute.’ Rachel said. ‘That’s it?’ I was happy to get Agent Jackson and Mclean out of my house as fast as possible, but Rachel had a point. ‘What do you mean?’ Mclean asked with the edge back in her voice. ‘Well what happened to Chad? I mean he was an asshole, but someone killed him. Who? Why?’ she asked. Mclean looked uncomfortable for the first. For a split second I fell into her eyes. The blue ocean eyes are stunning. I think for a second how would this look if Mr. Raymore walked in. I know if I was in his shoes without saying a word I would be sprinting for my black slugger.I gently put down Mrs. Raymore on her living room couch. She winces in pain. She grabs a throw pillow and clutches it tight to her chest. I notice that she stopped rubbing her hip. I pause to wonder if she is truly physically hurt or just embarrassed that she.