Jotting down notes and looking through books on serial killers and why they do the things they do. I came home with a briefcase full of copies and boo...ks that I had checked out. I had news stories with headlines that I couldn’t believe the people in this town had just ignored. Had no one spoken up for these victims? Was no one willing to stand up and say enough? Why did they allow it to go on? Why did no one stop them, arrest them or lynch them? I sighed, assuming that since the victims were all. She had a glimpse at herself in the hallwaymirror and looked at the clock above. It was just past seven thirty, abit early for the guests which were asked to come at 8 o'clock.Probably Anne, decided to come earlier she thought and her heart poundedeven more strongly.She took a deep breath and opened the door.And truly enough Anne was standing at the other side wearing a veryelegant pants suit, holding a bottle of wine.She looked at Mina from head to toes a huge grin in her face."Oh my God, I. ”Jeff looked over at me smiling and said, “Yeah, Tom, we noticed that you were checking us out in the boat when we pissed. But shit, man, you don’t have anything to be ashamed of either, especially for an older guy.”I wanted to let them know that I had more than a little interest in their cocks, and took more risk, saying, “Yeah, sorry that I was watching you that way. It’s just that I’m surprised that young boys like you are hung so well, and I was just a little curious how big those things. "You mean there's more? You know, girl, you didn't say anything about a hair cut." I protested. "Of course silly, I sure didn't need you to practice washing hair; anyone can do that and I sure can't roll uneven hair; I'd be wasting my time," Sis answered back.Back on our stools, Sis covered me with a sheet and handed me a magazine of girls' hairdos. "This is going to be you in just a little while," she said pointing to a picture of a girl in shoulder length waves and curls. As I stared at the.