I was just killing some time here. I wasn’t checking you out or anything. I just want to go back outside, finish my beer, and then I’ll leave.” ...“I don’t think so fag! I think you need to learn a lesson in manners.” Then he shoved me in the chest with both hands and I fell backwards crashing into the door of the stall behind me. The door swung back, banged against the wall and shot back outwards catching me against the back of my calves. The sharp pain in the back of my legs caused my legs to. They brought in cadaver dogs, ground scanning radar, imaging and biosensor systems that could detect organic decay even years later, and a lot of warm bodies willing to roll up their sleeves in the West Texas summer heat and shovel dirt. We shoveled a lot of it.Three days later, right when I was beginning to fear the team would pack up and leave me all alone, they found the body, still clad in the remains of her old housecoat all wrapped in the Navaho blanket, still holding on to her purse with. She ran her finger over the pussy and spread the lips apart. She then started to lick Janes's pussy clear back to her ass. She sucked the clit and spread her hole so she could lick it. Then as she sucked the clit she fingered her hole. Jane rolled her hips loving the action on her cunt. Pam had three fingers in her cunt fucking her hard as she licked the pussy and pulled on it with her teeth. Jane then came with a force against Pam's fingers in her hole. Next Jane layed Pam down and spread her. ”“You told him that story, Robert Allan Thornberry?”Oh boy, the middle name too.“It seemed the best thing to do at the time,” he said glancing back at me.“Sorry Dad,” I said being quiet for the rest of the ride home.Mom’s older sister Grace was there waiting for us. She’s prettier than my mom, but I heard my mom also say that she was ‘promiscuous.’ Since I now understand what a lot more words mean with my lightning induced brain, I realized Grace was being called a slut.The next book I read.