Simon was standing about six feet away from Dutch who was now in a circle that had somehow appeared on the brick pavement of the alley. "You are an i...ritant, Dutch Blucher," Simon was saying. "I have known of you for some time, and I knew that you would eventually come to my bar, if you were not stopped by more normal means. Now you will get the fate that you deserve."Dutch somehow knew that his only chance was to try to hurt this man before he could do anything. He tried to take a step. She had been suspicious, but had chosen to ignore it. That afternoon the facts had presented themselves to her; driving through town she saw his car go by, Brad at the wheel with a woman at his side. She followed them as best as she could until the car went into the parking garage of a local hotel. She found a spot to pull over and called Brad on his cell phone. He answered and told her he was at an important meeting and would get back to her later. All she could think was that he was a lying. The next morning as soon at dads car left, here she came again. She had already taken her pill. She came in with a new pink nightie that left her half naked. A tiny top barely covering her no bra tits, and tiny little panties. She spun around for me to admire it, and her. She laid on top of me again and started that moan talk again. You liked that, mmmmm, didnt you Johnny. I can feel your erection under me. I need your help. I need to be masturbated bad. Ill show you what to do. My mind was. My hard penis, twitching and now dripping with pre-cum felt like it was going to explode! I resisted the urge to touch myself, and willingly made my way down to Crystal's level. Her butthole was tight a few little strands of hair around it, and I gave it a little tickle as I moved my mouth up to her hairy vagina area and opened it up with my fingers to lick inside. The room we were in was warm and we were almost dry from the pool, but inside Crystal's vagina it was just getting wetter!.