Her little moans of pleasure were so obvious as he studied the geography of her backside that he had no doubt of her anal receptivity.He reached up an... drew the flap of the tent shut and quickly yanked down her military trousers exposing her ready heart-shaped bottom waiting for his attention. He went immediately to her already moistened slit and entered without asking permission. They locked into a "Doggie" position and she showed him her stamina in taking it as hard as he could deliver the. Her meal was more expensive than his and his wife’s meals combined. On top of that, she had three Mai Tais and had gotten drunk. Annie was an obnoxious and loud drunk. It wasn’t the first time he’d spend a miserable evening like that.“We couldn’t leave her at home,” she said.“She’s twenty-six years old! She can stay home by herself,” he said curtly.His daughter could go on dates, but they were supposed to sit at home waiting for her to return just in case she had some problem. There were always. “And that was for speaking without being asked a question.”My face is red and hurting and I suddenly remember the order from earlier in the day.Soon I am untied and dressed in sweat pants (they are girls sweat pants but powder blue so not too girly) and a plain grey t-shirt. She does not allow me to take the collar off, as she usually does when we leave the house- I choose not to ask any questions and risk further trouble. She drives and I sit next to her silently.Suddenly we are in front of. " You think he's some kind of serial killer, Lester?" Sam was shocked at the thought. To him, the unique circumstances surrounding Emma Majeski's death were just that -- a distinctive motive for an atypical crime."He may not be a serial killer in the sense that he chooses random victims, or just any pretty girl," Lester said. "Maybe he just triggers off of women who do what our girl did... women who show it off a little too much."Sam was listening intently. He'd always respected Lester's basic.