But after the first kid came forward, a couple of others did too, and wewere assigned to investigate. We were able to get a warrant for hisoffice, and...thanks to having a lot of experience in knowing where tolook, I was able to find his stash of notes and pictures.I can't say for sure why he even kept them. Some of these guys, they areso arrogant they think they will never be caught, and so leave a trail ofevidence behind that gets bigger as time goes on, until their own pridetrips them. Any exciting plans for this weekend?” “Yes. Nothing,” I said smiling. “I just want to do nothing this weekend. That’s about as exciting as it gets. It’s been a tough week. What about you?” “I’ll be here. Working the weekend shift.” “Well, you have a good one, Frank. Don’t work too hard.” The night was balmy with a gentle breeze as the sun began to set. I could clearly see the downtown Los Angeles skyline as I looked northwest. I loved summer nights like this. The weekend weather promised to. With each touch I felt your passion rise and your legs parted so that my body could slide between them. My face rose and lips met yours in the beginning of a deeplyly passionate kiss that seemed to join us as one body. As we kissed I guided my throbbing cock to the engorged entrance to your pussy. I rubbed the head of my cock along your pussylips and with one smooth movement I thrust deep into you. You cried and your fingernails lanced into the skin of my back. No thought guided me only the. "Not a pleasant memory!" Charles muttered as Connie looked at him with curiosity."Some parts are," replied Connie in a warm fashion. "We met that day and you saved me, and then we became friends." True again," nodded Charles, "and as you say, a lot has happened since then." We moved here," said Connie, "and set up house. We learned why this mess occurred and made certain it wouldn't happen again. We've worked hard making the world as normal as we can, and in the process we learned to love." You.