She had met her a few times, as neighbors. She had seen her walking her dog, a big and robust elk hound, and wheeling a shopping cart around the super...market. She knew nothing about her. She thought Helen was probably a divorcee, but she had no proof of it. Helen never seemed to have any visitors nor any boyfriends. What sort of girl was she? Could she be a proper lesbian, perhaps? Did she knew some lezzie secrets that pleasured Darleen better than Caroline, in her innocence, could?Thinking. It’s got a small picnic area and public bathroom. The first time I took my boys there, one of them had to piss real bad and wouldn’t do it out where we were fishing so I had to take both of them up there. As soon as we got inside, I could see that the place was pretty smelly. I saw what looked like fresh cum on several spots on the concrete floor and recognized a glory hole that had been caved between the two stalls that were in there.I never took the boys back there because I worried what we. I don't think I should... Hunter: Aww. C'mon, don't you want to pass?Jill took the picture. Of course her cleavage was fully visible, but what wasn't expected was how much she was blushing. Hunter: Wow you're cute. I like it. Jill: What next? I really need to pass. Hunter: Is there anyone with you? Jill: No, I'm alone in my room. Hunter: Why don't you get rid of that pesky shirt? I'm sure you're body will warm up real soon.Hunter: Now, that bra and while you're at it how about them panties.. " I don't know what to say to that," she said."You don't have to say anything but if I were you I would start reading all the FBI manuals on investigation and forensics," I said."Detective Simpson said the same thing when he saw me in front of the station yesterday," she suggested.I nodded, then I gave her the GPS coordinates for Moose and Son lawn service and Landscaping. Deputy Osborn went right to it. I walked in to find a skinny man. I would never have expected anyone to call moose behind.