She winked and got hold of my penis. I was shocked but smiled. She looked at me seductively. She whispered to my ears, “I have a tent for myself, 3r... from the left. See you in 10 minutes.”She got up and headed toward her tent while I smiled at the tent in my pants. I looked around to note that only 5-7 people were around. The gentleman I was supposed to share the tent was gone. I left 5 minutes after Anuya had left. I went to my tent, picked up the packet of ribbed condoms, zipped up my tent. “You’re so dedicated Mr. Marsh - if I were you I’d be having a drink or two since it’s the weekend after all.”Joshua’s gaze had helplessly dipped down to the girls chest as she leant forward - and his eyes widened when he noted that Alice hadn’t bothered to wear a bra tonight. She didn’t have overly large breasts - but what she did possess was working very well for her as they bounced under the flimsy confines of her singlet. His cock - which was only just beginning to soften - sprang back into. “I get that,” he said. “Just follow all the leads.”“Right, so how many other researchers have you had working on this?” I asked.“Just a couple of others,” he replied.“Has there been a missing persons report made,” I asked.“Yes two years ago, according to the information I have,” he said.“Tell you what, why don’t you send me the reports you have and I’ll read them. If I think I can do something then I’ll have you send me a retainer. If not I won’t waste your money.”“That is nice of you Mr. ’ ‘Are you homeless?’ ‘As of a few hours ago,’ she took a swig from her bottle, and sat at the chair across from him, ‘…yep!’ ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘My parents kicked me out.’ ‘Why? Drugs?’ Lavannia didn’t appreciate that insinuation. ‘Look, dude, not all Goths are stoners. I know I look a certain way, but I’m not in some stoner cult.’ ‘Uh huh.’ ‘Hey, fuck you, man!’ She stood up, and began to pick up her bag. Professor Dawson suddenly felt a twinge of regret, and even compassion for the young.