Whether he realized it or not I was his.I slowly ran my hand along his denim covered bulge and around to his grabbable ass, He gasped with pleasure. I...fought with his belt. Sensing my frustration he offered a hand, releasing it quickly and with ease."I hate that belt" I said with a cocky tone"That is why I wear it, to watch you fight with it." Pete said with a chuckle.I undid his button and zipper to his jeans. His tiger stripped duds only turned me on more.I slid his pants down and teased his. Although I was beyond excited to meet her, I made a point not to arrive too early. As I pulled up to the house Sandy was already there. Her back was turned to me and she was talking on her cell phone. I got out of my car and started walking towards her, examining her figure at the same time. This woman had an unbelievable figure! She was wearing slacks which fit snuggly around her shapely ass. Her legs were slender, which made her look taller than her 5'4" frame. As she heard me. I saw rapid movement in the hallway outside my door. The old man had flashed by and into my parent’s bedroom. The old man never moved fast. Ever.“Uh, oh.”The night before I’d gotten the old man’s shotgun out of their bedroom, loaded it, stuck it out the side door, and blasted it into the night toward the backyard. My parents had gone out for the evening. My older brother was at his girlfriend’s house.Not satisfied, I kicked out the empty shell, reloaded, and fired forth a mirror image of that. She looked at the pictures first and then read the report. Don put the transcript of the audio in front of her and she read it. Ever since she had entered the office her face was emotionless.When she put the last of the paperwork down she got a sly grin on her face and said matter-of-factly, "That dumb bastard. If he had fucked me that well we wouldn't be here now. Are these my copies?"Her reaction was nothing like don had expected. She seemed like she couldn't care one way or another that her.