?No fever, you’re alright?, he told her after feeling her forehead, cheeks and neck. ?But you should be more careful next time?? Something about his...stern voice excited, even thrilled her in a cryptic way. What was it exactly that made her feel alive as never before, never before indeed since she came to his house as head of the servants? She knew there was a secret, a secret he carried or was part of, and in sharing his life, she would uncover that secret?if she was lucky.?Did you eat. ”“Pam, would you go to dinner and a movie or something similar with me?”“I’d be delighted. You have my number. I may give you my other one, depending.”“Depending?”“Yes, Charlie. Depending on whether we go out a third time.”“Gotcha. Do good and I get your other number. Your cellphone number?”“No, my home number. Fifth date for my cellphone.”“You drive a hard bargain.”“I’m not the dumbest nineteen-year-old blonde you’ve ever met. Trust me on that, unless I’m the only nineteen-year-old blonde. Trying to hold herself down. I went back to work, entering her with my tongue, this time much further inside."Oooh, that feels like a flat dick is inside me. Do all girls like this?" I've never known a girl who didn't. I suppose some sheltered, cloistered type girls wouldn't like it at first. But, given the chance and having the right boy or girl doing it, makes it all better." Girl?" she said, "You mean one girl doing this to another girl?" You have heard of lesbianism haven't you?" I asked. She explained that he was the previous owner of this house, and that he had been murdered in the street outside about 6 months ago."Oh ... I thought that the house was owned by a Tammy Green" I explained."That would be his wife" Shana explained."I wanted to talk to her further about the night of the murder" she added.I explained that I had purchased the house about two months ago, and that she had left without indicating where she was going. I suggested that she might contact Jamie the real.