" He selected a busty brunette with glasses and braces who typically slouched to hide as much of her D-cup breasts as possible. It was a vain effort o... her part. There was actually no way of hiding that much breast flesh without resorting to a down parka.Malcolm's third selection was one of the two blondes. Surprisingly it was not the cheerleader candidate with perky tits and a tight butt. He chose the mousy blonde with plain features and hardly any tits.When Robert gave him a questioning look,. He got on the bed and went behind me to grope my breast as he did he said, "No noise." I shook my head in understanding. His right hand left my breast and trailed down to my clit. He rubbed it so gently it made me shake, he must of felt that because he then bit me on my neck. Oh I wanted to make some kind of noise but I quickly threw my hand over my mouth. How did he know I loved that? How did he know? He laid me down with his finger still rubbing my clit soon after his tongue doing the work.. An hour past and me and my friends were on the dance floor singing and dancing are hearts out when i decided it was time for another drink and headed to the bar. I could see guys from all over the club checking out my tits as i wore a dark navy blue tight dress with a low cut front showing off my 36d's.As i stood there waiting to be served a tall dark very handsome man came up to me "Can i buy you a drink" he leaned in saying as i felt his strong black hand touch my arm. You could tell he liked. I found the reason in the CSI report at the scene. The rat poison box had been refilled with flour and placed under the sink. Dad had post-it notes stuck to the page with his notes on them. ‘Molly refilled to avoid raising suspicion in Thomas’. I read through the rest of the pages, and found a copy of all three of the girls’ attendance records for school the day of the murders. All normal, except for Crissy’s, she was marked absent for two classes in the afternoon around the time her parents.