Wagner' stuff. My name is Michael, and since I think we're going to be working together, I'd like to address you by your first names as well. Okay?" W...hatever you'd like, er, Michael," Charli replied. I knew as soon as she said it that it was instinctive, and that she couldn't help the condescending tone in her voice. What is it with older girls and younger guys? She may think she was twice my age, but the reality was vastly opposite. I reminded myself not to go there. Still, I felt my anger. Once within reach, I dashed at her and pinned her against her car before she could even responds to my question. Whether it was the sudden surprise or plain shock, she did not scream. Within seconds I pierced her neck with a syringe needle containing a substance that would put her in a nice quiet slumber. I placed my now sleeping beauty in the trunk of my car. As a precaution, I tied her hands behind her back and taped over her mouth. It was unlikely that the drug would wear off any time soon,. ”She was still giggling as she trotted around the back of her car and waved to him. Not a move was missed by the old man across the street…--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Three weeks later… Sunday morning…Not many people were attending the early service at the small, cowboy church on the other side of town.A later service would bring many more Hispanic and black parishioners, but the 7am service rarely had more than a dozen. The index finger of her other hand found her center of pleasure, tracing slow circles over and around it. Her eyes slid shut as sparks raced and collided with each other, growing with each movement of her fingertip.She added another, and picked up the pace, pressing harder. Flashes of light went off behind her eyelids, her body took over. Nita’s knuckles went white as she pulled harder on the panties. Her body tensed, shook, the seat beneath her bottom grew wet with her juices. She grunted, her.