Why was she stopping me? Didn’t she understand I needed to do this? “My pussy is so hot, Natasha. I need this. I need all the yummy, bubbly deligh...s of cumming!”“Yes,” Janet moaned. “Don’t you understand?” Then Janet’s eyes widened. “No, no. You’re not a bimbo. You don’t know how super-duper wonderful this is.”“You’re like I was before,” I gasped. “You don’t understand sex. You think it’s icky. But it’s not. It’s so yummy, marshmallowy goodness. It’s the bestest thing in the world.”“Oh, my. Shit! I kicked the mail drop box in frustration. Lisa came out the door behind me. ‘Are you okay? You’re bleeding!’ She pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed at my forehead. ‘You need to go to the hospital.’ I holstered my weapon. ‘Screw that! He was right here! In Calvin’s office! Why?’ I waved her off and started pacing. ‘We need to call Galveston PD and let them know. They need to take over on this and search his office.’ I pulled out my cell and dialed 911. In a few minutes I had passed the. For their interviews I had asked the girls to wear very business like clothes and to be as plain as they possibly could. I buzzed my office receptionist to tell her to ask the first girl to come in so she came in and sat down and the first thing I asked her was if she was wearing underwear, she said she was and I told her to show me.She stood up and opened her blouse to let me see her bra (black) then pulled her skirt up to her waist to show me her knickers (huge) then I said thank you, you may. Regaining his composure, Early just drove with no destination in mind. On a beautiful day like this he and Susan would often drive into the mountains and enjoy their quiet beauty. Today he was not seeing the Olympics to the west or Mt Rainier standing tall to the south.Returning home as darkness was falling he found Susan sitting at the kitchen bar with a drink, something she rarely did outside of social occasions. The room was dark."Early, please let me explain" she pleaded, looking at him.