He took the hint and pushed his middle finger inside me and pushed in and out, teasing me. My moans grew and sound and came more often, as I held myse...f up enjoying the feeling as he moved his finger in and out more rapidly. I felt myself grow close to orgasm and suddenly he pulled his finger out of me, and I collapsed, panting. “Why’d you stop?” I complained.“Because I could” he said to me.I looked back at him as he pulled his pants off, exposing his dick. I lifted myself up and moved myself. Her eyes told me something different.“So,” I said moving to beside her, “Is there a problem?” I started running my fingertips along the top of her neck.“He is becoming more amorous towards me,” she said.“Isn’t that a good thing?” I said taking her hand and kissing it.“Yes ... it is a good thing, but I don’t want to stop what we’ve started.”“Which is?” I said.“The best lovemaking I’ve had since your father and I have gotten married.”“What’s wrong?”“He is finishing a lot ... sooner than he used. .. The idea that the killer is triggered by women who... display themselves to him. The idea that he might do it again." So how do we follow through with that?" We pull a sting, Lester. We put out another woman like Emma Majeski -- a looker, who isn't too careful about what she gives you a look at. We keep watch on her, and when somebody acts too interested, we reel him in." If slobberin' over pretty women was a crime, Sam, the Sheriff of this county would be up for life as a recividist,". When she had calmed down some I had to say something. ‘Why didn’t you tell me Debbie? It wasn’t your fault. They raped you. Why didn’t you tell me?’ I asked. ‘I haven’t told you the worst part yet, Sam,’ she said. ‘At some point I passed out. Beth wokeme up about four in the morning. She didn’t have as much to drink as I did. Beth had grabbed all our clothes, and we sneaked out of the house. The guys were all passed out somewhere. ‘After getting dressed in the yard, I wanted to call the police.