...mmhmmm...' Jane moaned, as she let out the breath that she had been holding since she put her foot on my leg. l took my middle finger and pointed i... outward as l turned my hand palm up. l slid it between Jane's wet puss lightly until my thumb landed on her swollen clit. l pressed firmly on it until l felt the resistance of her pubic bone, rubbing in a slow methodical circular motion. Within a few short seconds l could feel Jane become warm and slick with her sweet and tangy juices. l leaned. My Godmother, my favorite aunt, Linda, picked me up at the airport in her old piece of shit Cadillac. She was waiting at the curb at passenger pick up when I finally came out of baggage claim.“Oh my God, Kevin! You look wonderful!” she yelled. She looked wonderful too. At forty years old, she was the youngest of my mother’s sisters and probably the only family member that I was still on good terms with. She was perfectly middle aged, rocking the mom jeans and a vee neck shirt that perfectly. " she said in a calm, slow voice. She lit another cigarette after having snuffed the previous one. She held the cigarette between her dark-red painted fingers and blew out the smoke. "Our analysts have discovered that in the last years the number of missing persons increased dramatically. The fact itself attracted our attention, but there are some other factors that are even more intriguing. Actually, 99% of that increase is composed of women, mostly young women from developed countries like. .... crap shoot..... as Lew wasstruck with panic and fear.......Meanwhile on the other side of town......"Oh man, where could she be?" a small but sweet voice uttered in disdain.A small girl, likely no more than 12 or so, sat outside a cafe just aroundsunset. She had golden flax locks and bright green eyes, which combinedwith her frilly silver goth lolita outfit, made her look like a doll. Sheadjusted her clutch purse, swung about her right shoulder, while holdingher big teddy bear in her lap..