And then I knew if mom didn't believe me no-one would. No-onewould believe I was Amy and no-one would believe that I knew who did it.I was big now. He...couldn't hurt me like he did before. But I could hurthim! I ran out of the hospital and just kept running until I got to theSheriff's Office. And there he was sitting a smiling all happy like hedidn't do a thing. The deputy was there too. He asked me why I was there.I told him the sheriff was the one that hurt Amy.He didn't believe me until I. It was a couple and another man. The man was attractive, but well into his late 50's or early 60's. I noticed that he was nice looking when he introduced himself to me, but I didn't think anything of it. I had never been with anyone over 25 and had never wanted to either. Everyone sat around talking and drinking for a few hours. I was pretty drunk by the time that the couple decided to go home. The older man and myself had been talking quite a bit. He had a grandaughter just a few years younger. Down and down, deeper and deeper. Then gradually building up, faster and still deeper. My arms encircled Dave’s back in a warm hug, as I wrapped both of our naked bodies in my wide-open blouse, while he gave me the sweet, but very powerful, fucking I so wanted and needed now. I wanted this, I needed this, and I’ve always been a very good girlfriend to him, so I definitely deserved this! I let out another very horny squishing noise from deep in my happy, excited, cock-stuffed little pussy. And. "Vice, sugar." I looked down the barrel of my little BDA .380 and smiled. "You're under arrest.=-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-= =-=-=-=-=-="God. My feet are killing me," I said, sitting in a booth at Murphy's, a little bar not too far from where we working."Twenty-two tonight. Not bad at all." Detective Pete Robbins was putting a rum and coke in front of me and I needed it. "Day off tomorrow, then we'll do the airport for awhile." Yeah," I grinned, picking up my.