"God, you're so hot and hard there," Billy told her.For Billy, this luscious woman who was his mother meant more to him than any movie star, than any ...inup. He squeezed at her hot, moist flesh between her legs, slithering the tips of his fingers across her pulsing, throbbing clitoris. He pinched the clit and made his mother scream."Ohhhh, yes, yes, that's so good, so good, darling, don't stop, no, no, don't stop!" she cried.The heat that was pouring from her pussy burned through Billy's. Com. I wanted to give there 'expert' something to find. I had no emails in my personal account. I moved to a bulletin board where I could post a message. The thread on the open forum was titled, 'Messages left in the sand box, ' There were about a hundred messages left there.We, the cops, didn't create the thread. We just co-opted it. Most of the messages meant nothing to us. The one that had been added since I had gone on that trip was. ET Call Home. Which was a very simple code for they were. But I do wonder why they would send such a top notch agent like you here.’ Spencer laughs slightly. ‘Top notch?’ ‘Oh come on Spencer,’ she says dismissively. ‘I followed your career as best as I could until getting any information about you through any of the channels became impossible. You were top of your class and Special Agent for the FBI in no time.’ ‘So you were stalking me,’ he states with a large grin. ‘I guess you could call it that. I did miss you for awhile when you left for D.C.’. I stayed relatively quiet, thinking about the four members of my birth family that I knew about. I was curious to meet my Aunt Donna. I thought I'd get Elizabeth to help me out with that, at least make the introduction for me.I was staring off at nothing, thinking about Elizabeth, when Gary, Emily, and Mr. and Mrs. Carstairs came into the restaurant. They were seated about twenty feet from us. Mr. Carstairs came over to say hello to Mama and Uncle Bunny. From the way he was acting, he didn't.