She wasn't getting out of this. Thankfully, reason came to her help. This was Joey. Didn't she want to make up with him? Didn't she think of his lovin... touches in her happy dreams? Even now, he was thinking of her sensitivities. If there was any man on the face of this Earth who could help her find a normal life again it was Joey. She exhaled. She had to give it a try."Okay, Thursday it is," she sighed. "Joey, don't get me wrong, I really appreciate what you are doing for me, what you are. I opened all the windows because it was a beautiful 70 degrees with a slight summer breeze. I turned on the shower, waiting for the water to get hot. I had two beautiful French doors that opened out of the master bathroom, to a 2nd floor balcony overlooking the street of identical looking buildings. There were only woods across the street which made for a nice view. I noticed that my Uber driver was still here, now parked on the street. “Must be a slow night” I said to myself sarcastically. He. .. just... now." I pant. Kyle reaches for his zipper and says "No problem." He lifts me up onto the boot of my car so my hips are level with his. I only get a fleeting glimpse of his rather large cock before he enters me in one quick thrust. I moan as he fills me and spread my legs as wide as I can. He holds my hips still as he starts to fuck me. Slowly at first, he pulls his cock nearly all the way out before thrusting back in hard, but he soon starts to pick up the pace until he is pounding. Just so you'll know, my retirement is probably more than three times your annual income. That doesn't include my income as an author, which again, if you've done your job, you'll know I've been quite successful. I came to you today as a courtesy because you had contacted Sheriff Langston. If you were truly concerned about Jessica, you would have done your job and come to visit me the day you heard of Mr. Gainey's passing. The least you would have done would have been to contact me by.