As I made move to get up, she beat me to it and stood in front of me. The waist of her skirt was at eye height, black and pattern ruffling and creasin... before my eyes until I saw more and more thigh. “Would you like to see more?” she said smiling down at me. I looked into her eyes, blaxingly erotic and her smile daring and welcoming me. Her blonde hair was piled up on her head, a few strands falling to her shoulders. The sun behind her filtered through, making her appear as a goddess. A goddess. ’ He enjoyed teasing. I never did. I believed a professional distance was healthy. Besides, he had twenty years on me, old enough to be my dad. In fact, he was dad’s partner until dad passed away. ‘I wish all jobs were that simple.’ ‘If they are all like that, our clients won’t pay us handsomely, right?’ Don had a point. Our jobs were mostly very risky types. Over the years, we had some really close calls. I had been shot twice. The scars on my stomach and thigh were constant reminders.. I made my way to within a few blocks of a local church. Even in the 1950's, there was more than enough energy gathered to move me to the where/when I wanted to go.I already knew of a boarding house close by. When I arrived, it was just two days prior to the date of the murders. I spent those two days getting to know the area. I went on walks, and went to the local library.There were horse drawn cabs, and if you had the money (which I did), you could rent a horse. I quickly found the street she. She was growling and stuttering like she had Tourettes, then I shoved a finger in her ass and that did it. Jackpot, her body convulsing while her pussy erupted like a geyser drenching my chin, neck and chest. By this time my cock is so hard its hurting and in serious need in this sluts twat. I already had her legs up so she was at my mercy as I began my entry. For a woman that has had 3 k**s, Georgette has a pussy that is virgin tight so I had to work to get my dick inside even though she was.