I didn't really have to leave her now, I thought. Like Jenks had said, I was supposed to forget about the murder. The police would take care of the ma...ter. It was an intriguing thought.The police could be out in the rain, doing their best. I could be in bed with Honey, snuggled up against her bareness. Or wrapped up in the warmth of her heat and her blanket. And I would also be doing my best.But there was always a day after tomorrow; and then I'd think back about everything, and I wouldn't be. My clit was on fire and, out of the blue, I felt an orgasm rising rapidly. My thighs tightened, I held my breath and Tony said, “Yes, c’mon, Jen, let it go.”That did it. I gushed like I’d never gushed before, wave after wave of release, juices flowing. Tony kept the dildo moving in and out, up and down, as I climaxed and eventually shuddered to a halt. Tony stopped.“No, don’t stop. Keep it going, give me more,” I pleaded in a hoarse voice.Without a word, Tony resumed his masturbation of my. It was a nice day so I called one of my friends and arranged to meet him at the country club for a round of golf. After playing 18 holes we headed to the clubhouse for a few beers. Even though I knew Derrick was only scheduled to model until four o’clock I was reluctant to go home. I looked at my watch and it was after five o’clock. I invited my friend to have dinner with me. At six-thirty my friend said he had to go. I figured it was safe to head home. I would avoid going anywhere near the. Debbie was saying something, but I lost whatever it was as my eyes began to close... I woke up in my bed. It was dark; I’d slept all day again. Shit, I passed out right there at the table! Debbie! The panicked though was interrupted by something warm stirring against my left side. That was when I smelled the perfume and shampoo again, and felt the soft, even breath against my shoulder.Debbie was lying in bed with me! I stiffened, not knowing what to do. Beneath the blankets it felt like I still.