I pushed her against the wall and kissed her deeply. I made no attempt to hide my erection which was bulging from a pair of loose sweatpants I was wea...ing. Her leggings were tight enough to give her a prominent camel toe. I felt for her pussy through the thin fabric.I broke away and reached over and locked the door. I then led her upstairs to my bedroom. I had changed the bed earlier that morning and turned it down. The shutters on the window were closed and heating was on low. Not that there. She was not insensitive to theman's feelings, even though he was not really a likeable person. Thisroom was a memorial to his dead wife and she did not intend todisrespect her memory. She was already sure that he was not the solefocus of her investigation and it just was not in her to be as heartlesstowards him as he presented himself to others."We can see that this is a special place as we are being careful to notdisturb anything, but we do need to document what is there." Once shehad Tom's. He cleared his throat and stammered. “Oh! Uh, just giving myself, uh, a massage, yes, that’s it, a, a… massage.” He chuckled nervously. “It helps me relax.” She smiled skeptically as their eyes met. “I’ve seen Billy Juno do the same ‘massage’,” she paused, “and it sure doesn’t relax him!” Billy Juno lived down the block and was her same age in high school. “But his is real little,” her eyes dropped to his crotch as she said in a low whisper, “nothing like yours, Uncle.” Her eyes remained on. Gabriel was now a silky smooth bottom boi. He went into the bedroom and got dressed in a light blue tutu and some black patent leather heels. He marched up front and fixed himself some gin and orange juice. He waited. It was close to an hour after the message from D saying he was on the way. MARTA could be a bit unreliable for buses, but trains usually made the schedule. He shoved off the delay and sipped his beverage. Then another text came through.-Got off train. Get on bus in 3 min.-Yay! At.