Not even one. She’d busted people of every race, creed, religion, sexual orientation, people with hobbies kinky and mundane…but none of them had e...er had a Girl. The absence suddenly struck her as strange, like the silence you get when your alarm doesn’t go off. She scribbled down a note in the margin of the file, illegible to anyone but her: ‘Invstge: Crm rt drp frm Grls?’ Adele went back to the beginning and watched the video again. This time, she watched the Girl, not the robber. Now that. It is a pleasure to meet you."The footman came in at that moment. He gave me a look of disdain. "I am sorry my Lord, I didn't realise that you were in here else I should not have allowed Mr. Smith and his helper to come in." I blanched. This was the Earl!"Shelton, it is of no matter. I am sure that Mr. Smith and his daughter will take tea with me. Serve it in the drawing room."The footman retired giving me yet another black look as he did so. "Do forgive me, My Lord, for addressing you. It skipped a generation except for me. That's how it works. It may skip your kids, too, but your grandkids will be as smart as you." God, I love you." They'll also have your sense of good taste. That often skips a generation, too."Funny, isn't it, how a gentle kiss can seem more passionate than yesterday's crotch-grabbing tongue wrestlers.Her lips moved back, but her nose remained against mine. "Uncle Randy, I have something for you." Another present?" Uh huh. Sort of. Your goodnight kiss that. He thought back to that night with his mother. "First she opens her legs..." He said hinting, and that was about all he remembered before being asked to leave.Naomi looked down between her own legs. She picked up the hem of her dress and looked closely at it.Eric noticed her legs as she examined the sturdy cloth that covered her thighs. He suddenly realized that his little pee pee was starting to twitch as he looked at her legs. She did have cute little legs, and then he realized something.