”Thank you Sir””Follow me” he ordered. He locked the car and I walked behind him to a metal gate that he unlocked and we walked through.He loo...ed at me and then at his boots.I knew what to do. I dropped and kissed them. People were passing the gate but we were quite secluded but I didn’t care as I licked them and held his calves.”Good bitch” he smiled as I looked up at him. “OK follow me” He said.I stood and walked after himOnce we entered his home he ordered me to strip and get on my knees. We. It was a theatre ticket; thinking it was already used he was about to scrunch it up to throw away when he noticed the date; it was for that night's performance at the Empire of The Importance of Being Ernest by Oscar Wilde. Just for a second he contemplated taking it to the police station but dismissed that as wishful thinking as recovery was so unlikely. “Well,” he mused, “it looks like it's an evening with witty Oscar.” He stood beside his wardrobe wondering which clothing the occasion. Iʼve been trying to reach you on the radio.”“Got to get that thing fixed,” sighed Linda.“It seems to have a mind of its own about when it wants to work. Anyway, what happened?”“Call came in a few minutes ago. A body found near that historic marker over near Leverage Lookout.”“Any info at all?” asked Brad.“Only that itʼs a female and as best they could tell sheʼs in her twenties. Apparently sheʼs pretty badly mutilated.”“Call David. Tell him to meet us...”“Already on his way,” replied. Just as I was turning to leave I heard my name being called. Linda had atable for two by herself and she asked me to join her. She then offeredto buy me dinner for all my help earlier. I said sure and took a seat.We both had learned during the day that no one else form our companieswas going to make it until tomorrow evening at best and maybe even a fewdays for some which meant they would not come at all. We would both bein our booths alone so we would need to cover for each other for.