But if they had then why hadn't they stopped us on the road instead of just driving past and taking a chance we'd run for it.'Because they don't even ...know about the murders at the Mitchell property yet Winston. Now I suggest that you drive up to the police car, and when you do, remember one thing.''And just what would that be?''You've been at flat seven, sixty three Redwood Ave all day. And if the police ask who you were with tell them that the young lady's name is Marilyn Murphy and the three. You know ... licking between my legs and I couldn’t stop him ... I fell on the grass and he jumped on me ... and his cock was growing so I opened my legs and let him do it as he was right over my face ... and as soon as I started stroking it, he got really big and he made me cum with his tongue ... I couldn’t push him off so I started sucking it and after a while he was squirting his stuff in my mouth ... It was loads and it was going all over my face and hair.”“Very nice Angela, I wish I could. I can't." Why not?" She wouldn't want anyone to know." Sometimes... sometimes what people want and what they need aren't the same thing." Maybe," he acknowledged. "I'm not sure I'm the best person to make that decision, though." Maybe not, but who else is there?"Marcus just shrugged and turned back to watching the harbour."Is that what's been bugging you this week, that you don't know how to help?" Part of it." He sighed, settling back into the seat. "That I can't help her now. That I might not. I walked into the bedroom and caught Kathy with her clothes off. The odd thing is she did nothing to hide her tits. But she was really concerned about covering her crotch with a pillow. And she expressed her huge disapproval. I apologized of course but thought nothing more about it except I had been right. Her titties were great. Like round and firm and needing to be sucked on. The other odd thing was she didn't seem to care if I changed in front of her. She would not stare at me but she made.