Carter's last known address and contact was that of her mother. I left his office feeling the need for a shower, it would have to wait. I had to talk ...to Elizabeth's mother and find out if she was willing to help me, help Elizabeth.I knew where Elizabeth had got her looks as soon as I saw her mother. A twenty year older version of the woman I was looking for answered the door in a gown that revealed as much as it covered."My name is Scott Wolf. I've been hired by Anthony Carter to locate your. ” She was shaking her head. “I shouldn’t have…” and she looked me in the eyes “I’m an idiot. I should know better.” “God, you’re sexy” I told her out of no where. “Did you know that? Did you?” She stood there, silent, and she looked at me, again. I don’t know how she felt or what she was thinking, but I do know I wanted to bring her into my bed and undress her with my eyes closed and with them open. I wanted her body. I wanted to feel it. I wanted to discover it. I wanted to hold it, naked,. It was probably a good thing that I was a technical virgin until I passed the age of seventeen because my Granny was real strict about such matters what with her being a well respected church elder and all. My horny male relatives knew enough to keep their paws off me until I was matured and ready to give up some honey to someone I knew and trusted.The fact that they all believed in the benefit of putting a girlfriend over their knees and whaling the tar out of her backside only spurred me to a. You are mine already. God knows it, the angel knows it, I know it, and in your heart you know it too. It's all over except for a small action that you don't have any say over. You never did, not from the moment God decided that you were going to be mine. Lie back and trust me and God. We know what we're doing. You love me. You need to be with me. You've never met a man like me before and you never will. I can read you like a book, and I know what what's best for you..."After the first few.