For the moment all I require, in return for my not posting any of those pics on the internet, is that you have Mike take some special pics for me."Don...t change things. Don't tell Mike why you want these particular poses, and let him continue storing his pics on the computer, but I want you to email me these ones that you are going to have done specially for me. I just want a series of pics of you wearing a pair of red panties, and slowly sliding them down your legs and stepping out of them."And. "You're the two cops here ... what the fuck do we do? Call it in? Bring in the Sheriff and maybe the Texas Rangers too? Lupe's on their warrant list, a wanted criminal for several other murders, but man, are they going to ask a whole lot of very embarrassing questions, especially about the kid. As for my mom and Arlene, no jury would ever touch them ... but Gabe's fucked now, unless we adjust the story a bit ... and I think one of my girlfriends is going to be upset that her daughter's. "The chimes from the door interrupted her. Stephanie walked over to the door, opened it, and stood there in shock as she took in the long green hair and the silly 'save the whales' shirt on the young woman standing there."Hi Stephi," Lynn Hanson-Wilson said to her surprised friend from school."Lynn, oh my God," Stephanie said as she jumped into the arms of one of her best friends.Jennifer slipped out from under Winnie, ran to Stephanie and Lynn, and joined the hug."What are you doing here?" I. Man this was going from great to awful in no time flat. Well, this might still all be in my imagination. Sure my father was a playboy asshole who ruined my mom’s and sister’s life, and lost Jen’s dad in a divorce, all because she became pregnant with me, but there was still no reason to believe this was somehow supernatural. I had a plan to test this and settle this crazy notion once and for all.I heard Jen come back home and invited her into my room. “Here’s your sweet butter,” she said.