It was perfect. Next was the wig with curls of hair down to themiddle of my back. I was afraid that she was going to make me put on thepanties and s...ch but instead she was sure that every thing would fit fine. She was concerned that I would not know how to put on the stockings andattach the garters. She told me to select the color of panties I wantedbut to put on the garter first as it would look better under the lacyfrills of the panties rather than over, plus if I had to go to the restroom. Two blow jobs and a fuck. Now that’s what I call a session. You keep sucking, bitch.”I did what I was told, even though I was the one who had instigated it. I was enjoying myself and so was he. As I sucked I looked down and saw my panties and my rock hard cock. I felt so right and just gave it everything I had. He came again after a few minutes and I gulped it down. “Now, it’s my turn,” I said positioning myself next to his head. I moved my panties to one side and took out my hard cock and. Me: I’m glad you came back. I think we can work it out and live a happy life together.Joe: What?She stopped kissing.Joe: Don’t get me wrong. I’m here for just some cold, meaningless fuck. Don’t get any wrong signals.Me: Fuck what?!I couldn’t believe what she was saying. Suddenly my legs felt weak as I fell hard on the pot seat. The surge of pain and reddening of my butt was nothing in comparison to the mental slap Joe just gave me.Joe lifted my hand to caress her breasts and pinch her. That gap worked in the killer's favour.He interviewed her parents and the bank administrator who was her tutor. She had apparently been studying to become an expert in logistics. He interviewed her fellow students and her friends. He was left with a picture of her finishing class and then walking home with one of the other girl students. They had parted company only a hundred yards from the girl's home and Scott surmised it was after this that the killer had struck.The absence of a real police.