“Jack, this may seem strange bringing what I’m going to reveal up at this point. It is something you should know about Angie. I’m not sure, but ...he may know it already. She was terribly injured the night Brian died and it would be a wonder if she remembered shooting him.”Angie spoke up, “I was terribly confused, but I think I do. I do remember coming to and finding the gun by my hand. There was so much blood around him I knew he must be dead. I remember earlier in the evening trying to get to. We were near her car. I made a u-turn skidding slightly on purpose. She tensed up a little, I guess she thought I was about to lose control or something. ‘Don’t worry, I drive in the rain a lot’ I assured her. She seemed much calmer. I stopped right behind her car, shifted to neutral and put on the handbrake. We both got out and walked to the trunk of her car. Well anyway, she walked rather seductively towards her car and bent over a little to open the trunk, enough to protrude her ass. I. He pulled the crotch of the panties aside and slid a finger into her wet pussy. "But is your boyfriend a good fuuuuck?" she sighed."Oh, yeeeees," replied Barbara as Raul gently rubbed her lips, occasionally touching her clit as Barbara wiggled her ass, attempting to place his finger over her joy spot more frequently. "He's a very good fuck."Raul pulled their panties off, giving him a view of paradise that few men ever see. They both lowered themselves to have their chests on the floor, their. The owners of the house were not at home."Let's pack it up and go meet Charles," I suggested. "I'll come back tonight when they're here."We didn't get much done in the two hours we worked with Charles. Mainly, we talked about what Jimmy and Davie could do on Thursday and Friday to help Charles, assuming they finished the house with the paint color problem."Where have you been?" Huley wanted to know when I was five minutes late placing the telephone call to her. It took me five more minutes to.