I slipped a pair of sheer black thigh high stocking up my silky smooth legs fastening them to a sexy lace garter belt. I put on a lacy black bra and m...tching panties and then slipped into a little black cocktail dress and a pair of black patent leather high heeled pumps. I packed a few things into an overnight bag just in case things went well and left my apartment. I had to be careful that none of my neighbors saw me otherwise I'd have some explaining to do but I made it to my car without. He told Maureen, ‘Go ahead. Open it.’ Cal had really caught Maureen off guard. This was totally unexpected. She felt foolish. She would never admit it in front of all these people, but, excepting for her father, no one had ever given her a piece of jewelry before. She opened the box. The reaction around the tavern ranged from groans to the usual oohs and ahs. It was a magnificent diamond tennis bracelet. It was so thick with diamonds it was vulgar. Maureen’s sigh was audible. She was both. ” With that said I released her mouth and grabbed both of her breasts in my hands and kneaded them as I fucked into her just as roughly as I could. Soon I was forcing her dress up higher and higher until I got to her bra. Then I pushed her bra up with her dress until it was lodged under her armpits. I rubbed that whipped cream all over her exposed body and pinched her nipples knowing that she didn’t like it and that they were super sensitive, especially the week before her period was to. " Jamie, you're not a bitch." I said."Whatever you say, My Lord."I bit my tongue and moved on. Of course, moving on got me exactly ... no where. I should have realized sooner that something was still very wrong. When I was working on the Palm Springs case just looking at the images of those little girls had been enough for me to start making connections, yet in all the time I was with Rebecca going over images and memories of her partner I never had so much as a twinge.Thursday I tried a couple.