You find yourself, well, enjoying it a bit. Maybe it’s the joking way she says it, that knowing smile on her face when you glance at her. Whatever i... is, you decide you don’t mind her gentle bullying. She’s just having fun, after all. She really has grown up a lot. Physically, you mean. The short hair is what makes her look most different from your memories, though. You decide you like it. For one thing, it shows off her ears and the lightly tanned skin of her neck. Suddenly she’s pouting.. As he came to her lacy panties she was already lifting her butt eagerly. Leo's fingers hooked the sexy undies and began to slide them slowly down her long legs. Myra kept her legs close together as the undies made their way off her legs and over her ankles. As soon as they came off Leo tossed them to he floor and looked back up the path. He saw her long legs and at the top was a very wet shaved slit. Slightly up to the left he saw a tattoo that caught his attention. He began to kiss up her legs. "Don't come any closer. And the Slasher isn't dead either."Freddie stepped forward just to spite him, and Singer winced, his eyes glancing over to the bedside table."That man," the sheriff said, his voice straining as if something very wrong was about to happen, still eyeing the bed. "That monster never died. Just waited. I took credit for killing the Slasher even though no body was found. Col Shay helped, but I shielded him from the investigation, since he had his hands full with Spencer,. He came back to bed with the strawberries. She watched as he took a ripe one and bit into it, the juices running down his chin. ‘You want one?’ he asked. ‘Yes’ she replied. He removed another one and placed her to her lips. She opened her mouth and tasted the sweet fruit. Like him she let the juices run down her chin. When she was done, he said ‘I think I want another.’ Taking another, he moved it between her legs. He gently slid the fruit along her pussy lips coating it with her juices. When.