“I'm just tryin' to help. Where's mom?" I don't need help,” Gloria said. “Mom's doing doctor junk. Don't bother her. She said so."He heard Deana...come out of the bathroom. "Let me know if you need more help with your math." He laughed while avoiding her elbow and headed for the bathroom.Evan closed the bathroom door, ready for his regular afternoon relief. He hesitated, then opened the hamper anyway. Deana's red hearts underwear peeked out from under a shirt. He lifted them and turned to face. There was no way it was going to work with no lubrication, although there were plenty of lubricating juices leaking out of my cock. I whimpered as Justine spat on me; my excitement rising as she disrespected me, as she dominated me. Her sharpened nail brushed my anus once again but this time, it pushed in hard. Pinpricks of electricity shot along my nerves as she penetrated me. “It’s so tight,” Justine murmured. I could feel her finger in my arse and my back arched as the slender digit parted. She stopped dead in her tracks and scanned the store through the shelves. I slowly stripped my t shirt off, let it drop to the floor and started walking towards her. She stared frozen in the headlights of my gaze, so I delicately picked her hands up in mine and led her back towards the rope. Her palms were sweaty. So were mine. My cock was stiffening.I looked into her pretty eyes, unclasped her hands and lightly brushed her eyelids down. My obedient girl closed her eyes, and smiled. I wanted to. Linda nodded in acknowledgment of the sleuthing initiative bringing a smile from the young deputy.“There was no ID, no clothes, nothing,” responded Sheila,“but I may have had a bit more luck. A missing personʼs report was faxed this morning from Tahoula County. A Susan Landry. Single. Twenty-six. Description matches. Theyʼre going to forward a photo and fingerprints ASAP.”“Well, Dave said he would begin the autopsy immediately so we should have some more answers in a few hours.”“Why donʼt I.