The hours drug by slowly and we had dinner except Sherri who went out on her date. As we were finishing up dinner the doorbell rang. My father answere... the door and let two police officers in. They asked to talk to me and I thought it had to do with my rape but I was shocked at their questions. They asked me, Did you have an argument with Elizabeth Jones? No, I answered more as a question then a statement. Then why did you leave her a message saying you werent mad at her, they asked? My mind. Honey, which bag did you pack my casual clothes in? I forgot to hang them up when we got here.” “Oh Lee, what would you do without me,” she joked as she got up and walked toward the bedroom. “I’ll get them for you, Bryce.” Monica followed Bryce back to the bedroom and I heard them chatting quietly. I peeked into the room and saw her bent all the way over, rummaging through the bags on the floor under the table. Her dress was almost all the way up to her snatch and you could clearly see the. We did the usual kid things when horsing around. I was always the curious one. Mike had touched me in the shower and I had touched him too. It never went beyond just touching. I do remember that we both got hard when we touched each other in the shower. Anyway we lived in an older two story home in town. You know the ones where the door hardware had an actual keyhole. When we got home from school Mike would go to his room and close the door... I did not know why and I got curious, I crept up. As she took her first plunge, she heard Elliot’s murmur of pleasure and felt his organ twitch in her mouth. Once again, her excitement was so overwhelming that she couldn’t stop her climax. Shuddering as she bobbed on this curiously arcing cock that filled her mouth in such a satisfying way, she lost control of her hands which found his cummerbund, jerked it around, unsnapped it and dropped it on the floor.Next, she unhooked the waist of his tuxedo trousers, found the clasps of his suspenders,.