"'Found it right outside Charlotte," Lester said. "Wiped clean and sitting in a suburban shopping center, keys in the ignition." 'Nothing at all to he...lp identify our man?" Not a goddamned Kleenex," Lester responded. "That fucker drove that rustbucket clear to Charlotte and left it sittin' out, hoping some kid would come along and steal it. He's long-gone, Sam." I'm not so sure, Sheriff. There's airplanes leaving here nine times a day. If he wanted to make tracks, it would have been easier to. He slowly lifted my t-shirt off and slowly took my bra off leaving my small B-cup breast bare for him to see, he then pulled my shorts down and slid off my pink silk panties to reveal the thin red down covering my swollen dripping lips and protruding little bud. He gently ran his fingers across my wetness and my knees gave way to the pleasure of my first touch by a man. He caught me and gently laded me on the bed and climbed on top of me and started kissing me, his lips felt so full and soft. "Then give it to her", Alex said with a smile, his own dick beginning to stiffen. "I want to hear her say it", Mike said and he grabbed Polly's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. "Tell me what you want, slut", he said, his voice beginning to sound more firm."I want your dick", she whispered and he shook his head. "Louder", he said forcefully and she felt her pussy spasm. "I want your dick inside me", she said again and Mike smiled. He'd waited two years to hear those words and now she'd. ” he sniffed and smiled, “You’re mine.”The camera clicked just before the bird dove out of sight, vanishing behind some rocks. He lowered his lens, and his face sank.The picture, he knew, would come out perfect. With a wall full of framed cover shots back home, the mud of seven continents stuck to his boots, and a kind of carnal knowledge of his camera’s aperture, Owen knew how to take a good photo.But he wasn’t used to photographing living things lately. He wasn’t used to doing much of.