Since it was early enough in the afternoon, I told Mr. Jones that I would start work immediately by investigating the location of the crime. I asked h...im to accompany me to find the boyfriend and get him to take me to the proper location. We found the boyfriend and he was willing to assist.The three of us rode out to take a look. He showed me the crime scene and I asked the two to return to town as the tracking I wanted to do was really a one-man job. Somewhat reluctantly, the two left and I. They just had more places to hide, and tweren't so many people lookin' fer 'em. All the people moving out into what used to be their "stompin' grounds," has 'em looking fer new places, but that and the demand for new land, and timber bein' cut, has 'em on the move. Our people was knowin' about 'em for as long as anybody could remember. Some of 'em even follered us on the "Trail of Tears." We seed 'em ever' day, but the sojers told us it was somethin' else. Most o' them said it was b'ars, but. It was a Monday. Both her parents were working late, and her sister was most likely at a friends. This was perfect.Jenny hurried up stairs, and walked into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her. She stripped naked, and looked at her petit figure in the mirror. Her small, pink nipples were erect, and her neatly shaven cunt was wet. She'd only ever fingered herself once before, but she enjoyed it. And Sophies story had aroused her enough to do it again. She lay on her bed, and spread her. With a little more kissing and groping, they washed their sex down the drain.Finally, they got dressed, and Trevor drove her home as he'd promised. This became a regular arrangement between them whenever they were scheduled to close the pool together. Since Trevor was in charge of scheduling, she closed most of the days she worked. It lasted until Trevor was caught stealing money from the cash register at the concession stand, and fired. And that was that. By then it was only a few more months.