Those girls don't look half bad up there." I had to agree. Even if I hadn't known them already, they would have been more than likely to win my attent...ion.The MC started the first introduction; I was sure it was going to be Mary, and that I was going to die on the spot. It wasn't. "...please welcome Jessie!" This girl was unbelievable. She had a tan on every inch of skin I could see, and there was substantial promise that it didn't end there. She stepped down off the platform and into a kiddie. "How can a book store just disappear?" he once asked one of the detectives. But that is exactly what happened; the bookstore where Bill worked never opened the day after his assault. All leads that the police had, personnel records, invoices, payroll documentation, all led to phony front companies or people who did not exist. The day the police shelved the investigation was the day that Bill took his first steps in his high-heeled shoes that he would wear for the rest of his life. The detective. " She chuckled. "You should see what the cameras do toyour mom." She tried to pass him a smoke. "Want some? It's goodsnatch. Medical grade." I'm good." He waved away the smoke. "The house system has audio? Whatwas that phone call about?" No phone call. She got served. They knew she was here, too. Didn'teven try to go to her house." The yard is on camera, too?" Yuppers." Any of it on audio?" Yeah, but you can't trust it. Altered." My key's not working." Kinny held up the house key that Joi had. After I'd coaxd her breasts out of her dress (on average she would only be wearing 4 items of clothing, and that is counting shoes as two of them) My hands found their way up her dress and into her knickers, her brimming wet and strongly scented cunt was invaded by my finger and she was mercilessly wanked off. The grunting and groaning should have been enough to get the police called, but it was masked by the good old thud of disco. We finally ran out of patience at a bus stop by Birmingham.