It’s fine.’ He was being as agreeable as possible. I could tell by the way he was sitting that his cock was straining against the material of his ...slacks, making him uncomfortable. The fact that he wasn’t even watching the food he was eating because he couldn’t look away from me just succeeded in making me even more horny for him. I excused myself from the table as Matt got up and tried to follow me down the hallway to our bedroom. I stopped him as we walked by the kitchen and told him to get to. Lots of blocks of flats, old and somewhat dilapidated but with plenty of parks intertwined. It was usually quiet, not many people were out and about this far from the inner city where most of the pubs and clubs were. So there I was looking for a 24/7, no luck, and decided to ask the first person I see. This turned out to be a young blonde walking her dog. She wore black leggings and a thin black coat as it was a quite warm summer night and a red shirt and a large funny black hat. She was very. She thought she went unnoticed, but eyes from across the street watched her. Two cops on stake out evaluated her appearance and concluded ‘hooker’ finishing a job at the suspected meth house. By the time they would realize their mistake, Cynthia would be gone, leaving the murder of the cook an unsolved crime, though in all honesty, no one in the department would assign much importance to the death of a meth head at the hands of a hooker he tried to rough up. Cynthia walked into the convenience. If he didn’t leave any fingerprints that tie him to the crime, he won’t be arrested. If he was drunk or otherwise stupid he might have left something that ties him to the crime. Then he will be arrested.’ They took the three steps back to Jerry and Sabrina. Jerry was talking. ‘What can we do?’ ‘The police said we can’t start cleaning up until the crime scene people are done, and they aren’t even here yet. I guess what we can do is get some lawn chairs and sit down out here.’ ‘Yes, we can stay.