Two girls trying to raise a baby on cashier wages had to be a struggle. They frequently asked to use his phone when theirs had no minutes left, and he... mowed their lawn for them, because they had no way to do it. He knew their one car had been broken down for a couple of days earlier that week, which surely hadn’t helped matters at all.“Their phone is probably out of minutes,” he explained to the landlord. “Their car was broke down, so they’re probably behind, too. You know what, it’s only fifty. Her stretched lips looked like they were tied together around that stem. Mom looked great. I almost forgot to get some full-length pictures of her like that.I leaned in, smelled her rosebud and her pussy, and said, “A rose by any other name would smell just as good.”Mom said, “Wait until you see Tina with her feet behind her ears and a full rose bloom sticking out of her ass. She makes a might fine vase.”I took hundreds of pictures of those two women together, by themselves, and even making. I wouldn'tmind, I want you to be happy." I am happy, I have never been happier." Her hand wriggled its way intomy dressing gown to emphasise the point."But, there's this... itch and I can't scratch it for you. And I don'tlike to think of you..." Itching?" Needing." Thinking of watching maybe?" Her fingers touched my cock, cool andgentle."You would look beautiful with another girl. But, no. I wouldn'tintrude. Besides, I have an imagination."Not that I needed it, right then. Her body pressed so. “How long has she been dead?” I ask.“About 12 hours. I’m assuming that you know who is underneath the sheet,” the Detective says to me.He takes a corner of the sheet and pulls it back. I’m stunned, so much so, I head outside to puke my guts out. I lean over the railing on the front step to barf into the planter next to the front steps.Detective Williams stands behind me watching me puke my guts out. I have never seen anything so violent ever before in my entire life. “This is an old girlfriend.