Once more she was left to wonder how much time had passed. Her stomach had been constantly aching from nerves and lack of food intake ever since she g...t here. She hadn’t slept much the night before and felt tired. In an attempt to stay awake, she stood and walked slowly around the room. Carlson had said they were interviewing her friends, she hoped fervently that they weren’t as freaked out by this as she was. The door opened again and Detective Carlson returned. He looked as angry as ever.. She hoped that sounded like something that could pass for a normal neighbor chat.Bing bing the TV rang. “Hey babe, oh hey Eric, nice seeing you. Sorry, I had to pause the video on my end Jess, but I got it resolved.”Jessica was a bit flustered. She didn’t realize he had just paused his video. Did that mean hers had been on all this time? She wished she’d taken a bit more interest in how the technology worked. She normally left that as his domain.“Yes, Eric, has been a great help getting your. I also had a map and my Collected Verse of Banjo Paterson.We had a pleasant drive to Yass, where I turned north on 81."Where are you going?" "Just a bit up here. To Boorowa." "There's nothing these. Just a few run-down stations." "Right. But one of them was Illalong, where Banjo lived as a child." "Okay. You mentioned him before." "Paterson was a bush poet. Maybe our most famous one. I'm interested in seeing the country that inspired him." Diana sighed, but didn't push. We came to a road on the. She pulled her hand put and pulled her tank top off and tossed it aside. She then continued to rub and squeeze her tits together. She loved her tits. Moving her hand all over her body she imagined it was some hot man. She then pulled her skirt off and tossed it aside with her tank top. She started to rub her body again, then pulled her panties aside and tan her fingers over her wet pussy feeling the velvety flesh of her hole. Tiring of that she pulled it off and tossed it aside. Now fully naked.