Never before had she felt like in those few precious moments spent on a lumpy bed. She did not know what he looked like, she did not know his real nam.... All she knew was that she could not forget him.The police had found no useable traces of him. Lt. Fogerty and Josie had lunched together a month before. The lieutenant had more or less admitted that they had put the case on the back burner unless and until new evidence surfaced.Two women had come forward with complaints now that Max was dead.. You see, Dr Phillips was also a very revengeful type, the dog made hispoop on his beautiful garden once, and his neighbor pranced about toeveryone, called him fag and a lot of words out of question.But what was worst was Jimmy, the neighbor kid who was a bully, and aprick.Jimmy broken sometimes Dr. Phillips windows, filled with toilet paperhis roof, and did graffiti on his home walls.Yes, he called the police but they had no way to proof that the redhead12 year old kid with freckles had done. He got very close with his crotch almost glued to my ass and started humping, pushing me back and forth as if he were fucking me from behind and saying “please don’t mind me, I am just trying to make you feel the bed while moving or even while having sex”I was blushing red again, but I was not only smiling, but I was also laughing so loud while turning my face toward him and trying to, at least get on my back moving away from him, to be honest, I didn’t try so hard, neither had I showed any. "It sure is," I answered. "I have most of the comforts of a car: music, and a CB, along with air conditioning." Air conditioning?" she asked."Yep" I took off my mesh vest with armor and showed them the cool vest underneath it. I explained how you soaked it in water then put it on over your shirt but under the mesh so the air could evaporate the water and keep you cool.Of course, there were a couple of the kids that just couldn't believe that someone would actually rather be on a Honda than a.