Damn, these weeks had been a dream, and I would have been more than happy to continue this experiment for another few months.Emily seemed to be equall... disappointed, although I didn’t know it was because her breasts hadn’t grown one bit, or because of the $50 she had lost. Personally I hoped it was because she no longer had an excuse to suck my cock.The only one who was acting cheerfully was Jenny. She had won the bet again and she showed it.“I knew it, I told you,” she laughed with a smug. There had to be those voyeurs with a clear view of what was going on between us.Looking down, I saw his hand working me by candlelight. The back of it made a visible bulge under the filmy material of my sundress. He gripped my nether lips. His talented fingers softly stroked the slit. The wetness inside me was flowing. It made his hand slick. He took a napkin from under his wine glass and patted the viscous fluids over my pubis dry. It was a temporary, but much appreciated fix."Um, maybe..." I. They asked her to see if she was able to identify any of the girls in several school photos and various pictures from a cell phone. Some were pictures from middle schools. Some she knew because they had been patients here or at the urgent care. Others she knew because they were friends of a sister or youngest brother. There were fifteen that she didn’t know, but I did. All of them had sent me pictures of them in various stages of undress as they asked my opinion about their bodies. I told the. This girl lives in Montauk.”The officer just shrugged as he handed the paper back to me. “Do you have a current license then?” he asked.“I’m afraid I don’t,” I admitted. “I don’t think I bought one this year yet. Sorry.”“Well, I don’t want to cut into your afternoon, but you really need a license before I can let you fish.”“Yes, sir. I’ll go get one right now. I’m really sorry.”“I appreciate it, son,” he said, clapping me on the shoulder. “Good luck on the river.” He turned and walked to his.