” I swallowed nervously and went on. ”And what I did to you.””Ah, you mean cunnilingus, more commonly known as eating me out or licking my cun....””Yeah, licking your, you know, pussy.”Nico shook her head. ”You didn’t lick my cat, you licked my cunt.””Ok.””Did you like licking my cunt?””Yeah.””Say it.””I liked licking you.””I want you to say the word.” She waited, an amused expression on her face. She was thoroughly enjoying how uncomfortable I was. ”Say, cunt.””Cunt,” I said quietly, flinching. He told Tim of having one or two faked disappearances every year. This one was an Airport employee though, and Darla hadn't seemed like an unstable person to Tim Sealy.He could tell that she liked his company as much as he did hers.For the next few minutes, he and Al Harding took photos and measurements of the footprints, and the frozen door locks. Some very large ones met the smaller prints, obviously belonging to Darla. Her prints had stepped inside two of the larger ones, which indicated. . it's your word against mine, young man. George won't give me away." I kind of figured you'd say that, Mom. But knowing what a slut you are, I also know you won't be able to stay away from him for long or any other young guy who wiggles his dick at you. I'm going to keep a close eye on you from now on and when you fuck up, I'll have the evidence. Even if you somehow are able to sneak around without me catching you, how are you going to explain your next pregnancy? One shred of doubt placed in. ”On the drive back home, I only had half of my attention on driving. Where had I seen that guy before? I just knew that I had seen him somewhere.“Bill,” Ed hollered at me, as we almost ran up the back of a small car in front of us. There was an accident up ahead that had traffic stopped, and I hadn’t been paying attention because I was too distracted by the guy. I jammed on the brakes, and we stopped in time. I was cussing myself for not paying attention when I suddenly remembered where I knew.