We're pretty sure he works alone, and hasn't ever displayed a weapon to a victim, but the man can talk a nun out of her panties faster than a cat can ...catch a mouse."I asked him, "Let's look at the file and see if we can find anything. There might be a pattern we see, or maybe the way he does business, that will give us an idea what he's up to now while he's doing it, rather than waiting until people begin complaining they were conned."The Chief smiled, "That's what I figured you would want to. She was dressed in her "oh-so-femme" best. I knew she'd never been to anyplace like this before.Well, because that's how I'd dressed and acted my first time. I was scared to death, Henry, trying to look like I fit in, afraid someone would hit on me but wanting someone to at the same time. I scarcely talked with anyone, and it was weeks before I went back.Yeah. (laughs) I know that's hard to believe, but it took me a long time to come out of my cocoon. Anyway, that's what she was like. Not a. After lunch I gave them both some chores to do before telling them to go prepare themselves. Instantly Nancy knew what I meant and she excused herself and went to collect a bath towel and shaving kit before letting herself into the wet room; for the next forty minutes I could hear the shower running and a pleasant sound of a woman singing happily to herself without a care in the world. Meanwhile Liz prowled the corridor outside the wet room like a caged lion; although she never spoke to me I. You stay put for a minute, watching her big juicy ass as she follows me into the bathroom.By the time you get in there, I have the water running and she and I are once again kissing. She’s sitting on the bathroom sink; her legs spread showing me her slightly hairy and dripping wet pussy. My head is buried between her legs, my tongue wiggling again and again, deep inside her sweet tasting pussy. Her moans are echoing off the bathroom walls, easily heard over the running water and the sound of my.