‘You deal with your end, Hawk. I’ll deal with protecting Gretchen. Now, shoo.’ I left her talking earnestly to Gretchen and walked to the doorwa.... Kneeling down, I could see some blood on the carpet beside the door. From the general appearance, I guessed that this was where Gretchen had found the knife, just like she said. It looked to have been dropped here by someone on the way out the door. I stepped over to take a good look at the supposed murder weapon. A large bladed kitchen knife with a. She must have had it pulled up, her fingers in her pussy. Fucking hot. ‘Then I want you to push my legs up, and lick down, under my balls, and then lick my ass, and stick your tongue up my ass, you nasty, sexy girl.’ She pulled up to the automatic gate, took a ticket, and they drove up three levels. The third was mostly empty, and she spotted his car easily, and pulled in next to it. ‘Well, we’re here,’ she said, turning it off. She put the keys up into the visor, and got out, as Tom was. Wait ... no ... won’t be needing those until next spring. But... “Junior?”They weren’t at the bow. They must have sneaked back to the cockpit ... or they were swimming to shore.I looked out the open sliding glass doors. Ah ... snuggles.“Junior?”She struggled up from David’s lap. They had both been crying. She came to the salon.“Yes?”“Period?”She turned...”David ... did you buy tampons?” “Sorry ... I should know better.”The look was shock.“I keep forgetting you’re not a little girl.”She bounced. She leaned towards me, andkissed me like I had never been kissed before. She pulled me in tightly,and her kiss was hard, almost aggressive. What was happening? Hadn't Ijust ended this? I didn't understand. But I felt powerless to stop her. Iput my arms round her neck, assuming the feminine role. She caressed mybody and my hard penis through the silky lingerie, and we kissedintensely for a long time."I was going to make you go down on me tonight", she said. "But you wentand ruined it. What am I.