Dead. How could she be dead?“As I said, she was very badly injured. The impact was massive and right by her door. The external injuries were bad, bu... the real damage was internal. Particularly the brain. Although the paramedics did the best they could at the scene, they really didn’t have a hope. Or so the doctors told Christine once they got back to the hospital.”“But...” I shook my head.“She was on life support, but there was no brain activity. None at all. She was effectively already dead. He told me to touch the prettiest thing on her I could see. She spread her legs a little bit, and I could see EVERYTHING she had. The first thing I touched was her boobs. They were so SOFT! Then she took my hand and put it on her ass. It was VERY nice. Grandad told her he thought I was shy, and I WAS!!! She took my hand and put it on her PUSSY. She told me what to call it when other people were around, and what I could call it when it was just US around. I asked her why it was called a pussy.. I was good with computers and she had some problems so we can have few beers more and I can fix that.We came to her home and I went to se whats wrong with PC. She brought us more beers and we continued our talk. At one momment she says to me she is going to take a shower, and she will be back in 15minutes. I continued fixing her PC, and after some time she came out onlyin shorts and big T-shirt. She had very sexy legs and boobs that I could see on t shirt. I tried not to watch but I couldn't. The question was what job might she be doing that would entail her boss being outside her bathroom. Knowing Diane’s history, or more to the point, not knowing too much about what she did apart from fucking big cocks, when she had her weeks away, he tried hard to resist jumping to conclusions.He downloaded maps of the area and identified some businesses. She might be doing something at the hotel, but what? An alternative was the strip club next door. There was a limit to what he could find out.