"I'll be you that YOU know him." Know the rapist?" Yep. He's a forensic chemist. He's an expert on the types of drugs that could do this sort of thing...to a person ... and the types of drugs that would NOT have shown up in an FBI toxicity test. His name is Francis Blueworth." Blueworth!" he yelled.She snatched the nickel from his fingers and squealed: "I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!"He sat, dumbfounded, and looked wondrously at her. "HOW did you know it?" It's the only way it makes any sense!. It startled me because it was just after 2:00 A.M.; I pulled it from my jacket pocket to check the caller I.D. It was Pat.Holding my finger to my lips, I answered. "Hey Pat how are you doing? Dead battery. I'll be sure Sharon knows you are okay and will be home as soon as you can get a battery. It's a shame you won't be home for Christmas day, I just finished delivering your gifts to Sharon. I'll explain to her that you didn't want to wake her up in the middle of the night. You know, Linda's in. Residing in a small community in Florida has made me somewhat of ahometown hero and I have a wonderful six bedroom Colonial home that I hadremodeled and brought up to date exteriorly as well as interiorly. Myhouse sits on five acres of lush green lawn with beautiful swaying oaksladen in moss, dogwoods, flower gardens, and a large Italian fountainthat depicts the Goddess Athena nude and pleasuring herself amongst a bedof roses. In my garage are a Hummer (solid black and customized), aFerrari. I told her that they did. She said that she could make it up to me. and started to play with my dick thru my boxers. My pole got hard straight away. She pulled my boxers down and played some more. She said that she wants to get laid and that my buddy blew his wad too quick. She pushed me back on the bed and stradled me. Because I am so large and she was so drunk, this proved to be a little difficult but she did it and lowered her sweet pussy onto my hard dick. I could not really see her pussy.