Erin's dad stood on the pier and waved as we motored out of the marina."How is our fuel supply?" Eddie asked me as I made the turn out of the marina i...to the channel."We have about six hundred gallons. That will be plenty for now, we can top off in Miami," I said."Are you going to take the ICW or run in the ocean?" Kathy asked as she sat down next to me."I think we'll go down the river a ways and then head out if we get tired of dealing with the bridges. I want to give Erin a chance to drive. She eventually succumbed, and quietly removing her pants, dropped them to the floor. She now lay back full length on the sofa, with one leg crooked up against the back, the other trailing down to the floor, legs wide apart. This showed off her now soaking wet gash to me. Her cunt lips were wide open and glistened with moisture, which she proceeded to spread about by rubbing the full length of her pussy with her fingers and sometimes dipping in one, then two fingers briefly. I was amazed that. I was expecting him here for dinner that night. In fact, I called him that evening to ask where he was, and he told me something had come up, and he couldn't make it." Was that the last time you heard from him?" Yes, the next thing I knew was when his murder was reported on the morning news." A little tear showed in her eye. "I'm sorry, Sergeant, but it's been a very difficult year for me..."LaScala was unmoved. "Have you ever met Patricia Exman?" The woman he was with? No, I had no idea he was. The razor inched along my mound. I’d give my man a fresh trim to feast on, hopefully. I dried myself and left both the towel and robe in the bathroom. I felt light goosebumps rise on my skin as I moved from the warmth to the coolness of the bedroom. He was in the room and the glass was on the nightstand. He gazed at me and the bed. In the center of the bed lay the props I arranged, a rainbow of silk scarves. “Is that what you want,” he asked. “It’s my favorite,” I said quietly. “I love.