"Maybe he just triggers off of women who do what our girl did... women who show it off a little too much."Sam was listening intently. He'd always resp...cted Lester's basic intelligence, but seldom had he heard the Sheriff engaging in what could be considered analytical thought. Sam was impressed."What about strippers?" Sam asked. "The county's got its share of strip bars. Hey, Hugh, your guy, the chimney-sweeper guy -- he was in a strip bar the day Emma Majeski was murdered... Hell, that was his. We were always very touchy-feely when together. Dad and I both being Free Masons, the four of us attended many Ladies Nights and other social functions together as a family. At most of these, mother and I would enjoy the opportunity of dancing together. I have to admit that each time we danced, mother always danced so close I could feel her body rubbing against mine, which resulted in a huge erection on my part. I knew she could feel it brushing against her, and she knew that I knew. Nothing. She could not believe what she was seeing with her own two eyes... nor could she believe the feelings that were suddenly stirring in her own flesh in tiny licking flames of desire. Was it the absinthe? Or was it the wanton forbidden wickedness of watching the man she loved making love to another woman? She didn't know, but whatever it was, it was steadily growing within her.Bill Dodge's hands were around her waist, tenderly massaging her around the middle, and she didn't protest as his hands. "About time for the bra I think Paul. You won't want them goingdroopy now do you?" I don't want them there at all!" I cried."Oh well come along now, I will put it on for you." He went tothe drawer and came back with a plain white bra and placed it onme. "Would you like a nice pair of panties and dress to go withit? It's best if you get used to these things now. It will helpyou to get your head around your predicament." No!" I yelled. "I'm a boy. I will not wear girl's clothes." I don't know of.