‘I sent those results to the Coroner,’ I said, ‘with a note that a full Coroner’s Inquest is needed. If I were a betting man, I’d bet Wilkin...s was murdered.’ ‘I agree.’ said the Chief. ‘By the way, Chief Griswold told me to call you ‘Crowbar’, that you like it but will never admit it.’ ‘Chief Griswold is wise beyond his youth.’ I said. Chief Moynahan chuckled. ‘Well, then… ‘Crowbar’,’ said the Chief, ‘let me tell you that I have been going over all of your cases since you arrived here. And I am. Ana’s cunt was dripping wet and I could feel her body tightening as I rubbed her more deliberately. She stopped jerking me and just held on tight to my cock, while she concentrated on her approaching orgasm. With my free hand, I started rubbing and stroking her boobs through the thin material of her tight black dress.Now I could hear her breathing quicken and I really wanted to expose my sensual wife to this curious stranger. Then I unzipped that sexy dress and pulled it down her waist,. Insidethe cloud was a picture of a beautiful girl, with long, flowing hair.The image of the girl bore a striking resemblance to the boy. Underneaththe illustration was the following:?Let your dreams come alive, at Michael Salem?s boutique.?Could this possibly mean what I thought it meant? Was the ad beingintentionally ambiguous? Was it sort of a code? That only those whoknew the code would know that this was a boy who was dreaming about beinga girl? This was an ad in a big fashion. It was a matter of minutes before he also filled my body with his load pumping his cock deep and strong inside me.?You are such a pretty slut?ahh...ahh!? he exclaimed while cumming.He pulled out and some juices flowed down my inner thighs. Suddenly my legs collapse from the pain and pleasure and I fell down on my knees as begging for more.?What?s your name sissy boy?? George asked.?Nancy,? I responded with a horny voice.?Would you like to clean up my mess with your beautiful mouth, Nancy??.