My mind was in a whirl, I knew from experience that these things need detailed planning; I enjoyed the preamble, the hunt! Would I spoil my own pleasu...e by rushing this one? Would I make a mistake by rushing? With excitement flushing over me I made my way quickly to the workshop door and unlocked it, checking as I went that there were no witnesses to see what I was doing.Putting on my black cotton "murder mask," with just eye-holes, I waited two doors down to see if she came my way. She did. "Dang, girl, ain't there no food at that school o' yours?" "I just have great genes, Mom," I laughed, pleased at the compliment. "The freshmen twenty can't touch me. Like you're one to talk anyway." Even pushing forty my mom was still beautiful. Her red hair fell to the middle of her back and was silver kissed at the temples. She kept her long legs toned with all the farm and yard work around the place. All that work must be good for the rest of her toned, tanned body as well, from her taut. Both clearly felt bad for him - even if "hewas a damned faggot" as they said. Three weeks later they came by totell Richard that they had found very suggestive evidence that Paul hadindeed drowned and had been swept out to sea and that they were closingthe investigation. They then offered their sincerest condolences to theseemingly grieving man and left. Two weeks later a funeral was held andPaul again cried with rage and frustration as Richard and Paul's familycomforted each other and said. This isn't some hole in a sheet operation. We never meet, we never talk. You come in, drop your pants, put yourself through the hole and enjoy the ride, I like to take it real slow, quality, not speed. Clean up and zip up, and out the door you go. I'm about 40, fit, muscular, shaved head. When were you looking for?My dick was half hard, and already leaking a little. I was climbing the walls I was so horny. His neighborhood was in a good part of town, punctuation and grammar were good. For god's.