I picked up the glass of wine, took a sip, and held it out towards them toasting, "To a loving friendship."The clink of the three glasses echoed withi...n the quiet music of the room. I drank mine empty and put the glass down. I moved the coffee table away from the couch, clearing space in the middle of the room, and turned the music up slightly. I turned out the table lamp, leaving the room bathed in flickering candle light, and gently put one arm around each of them. I slowly began to sway to. ”“Iʼll need to drive over and talk with him ... and the girlʼs parents.”“Right. Iʼll set it up.”
“Find anything?” said Linda to Nikki who had joined them.
“Not really. A few campers and two couples at the motel over the last few days but all seem to be accounted for.”
“How about that interview with the kids who found her?”
“Two oʼclock tomorrow,” replied Sheila. Their parents and lawyer will be there as well.”
“Hmmmm, any other ideas?” asked Linda.“Yeah, I suggest a good nightʼs sleep,” smiled. I couldn’t imagine them trying to blackmail me, being killers themselves, but it was probably a wise idea to stay on their good side. I pulled off the interstate and headed for their house. It had started as a documentary, like one of those discovery channel shows where a naturalist spends a year filming a pride of lions in the savannah. Only instead of animal predators, I was going to chronicle human ones. I promised them that their identities would be protected by blurring out. " Why won't you-" I heard my mom talking from the bathroom and she came out with the dress on, it was so tight that I could see the outline of the detail of her black lace bra and she apparently had on hose so that made me horny as fuck. But anyways she looks and me and asks "hey can you help me? " And I said "okay wassup? " And she turns around and the zipper is up halfway, "I can't seem to get it to go any higher...can u help me? " Of course like a good boy I accepted and got my fingers on it.