I agonized while lying in bed. I wanted it. I wanted those breasts. I wanted to plunge my dick straight into her defenseless tits and fuck her milk du...cts and squeeze her milk glands directly with my manhood. But Ms Orben was like an elder sister, or even mother to me. She’s always invited me over for dinner, knowing I could not cook even if my life depended on it. She helped to clean, did my laundry when I was too busy with work. I tutored her daughter and tried to help with whatever I. Now, Miss Werner, tell me how you got that blood on your hand?"Gretchen stumbled through the same story I had gotten from her with Lisa keeping her to just the bare bones and blocking any more-in-depth questions.When she told him I had come in right after she found the bodies, Sweeny looked at me, his eyes hard."It doesn't sound like you're counsel, Miss Hawkins. You smell like a witness to me," he said.I opened my purse and pulled out my badge. "I'm on the job in Houston."He took it and looked. I unlocked the car and slumped down into the seat. I shut the door so that I could turn the engine on, turn on the lights, and turn on the wipers. The bustle of cars began to leave the car park, desolate little people in their desolate little cars in their desolate little lives. I laughed, just then I noticed Claire frantically jogging towards the passenger side of my car, desperately trying to avoid the rain. She opened the door and sat down&hellip, You dont mind that I take you to the petrol. I didn’t think he wanted anything from me. He must have been around sixty. He wasn’t wearing a wedding ring.“How does a wild girl be friends with somebody so sweet and quiet?”“Maybe I’m not so sweet. Maybe, I’m more wild than her.”“Really? I’d sure like to find that out. I have heard about quiet girls.”“What have you heard?”“That the quiet ones are even naughtier than the wild ones. Is that the case with you dear?”I just looked and him and laughed. He was now checking me out. I was wearing.