He writes that he has caught a murderer and that he knows who paid for Joan Suede's blue dress. Remember her?" Oh yes," said Beall's wife with a grin...."Hard to forget her. In that case, I'll make you a small list so that the trip shan't be wasted. I assume you won't take the wagon."Beall nodded, rereading the letter from Wainright. "Says he caught one, and that's underlined, one murderer. Wonder which one since he's got three to deal with, at least." Well, you've got three bodies of your own. How could I think of my mother the same way? It wasn't right and I was disturbed. I had a bitter taste in my mouth and my hands were shaking.When my mom finally got home, we didn't say a word to each other. I didn't even dare to look at her. We ate dinner that night in gloomy silence and afterwards mom went to take a shower. She was in the shower for what seemed like an eternity and I knew that once she was finished, we would have to pay Roger a visit.Mom finally came out, already dressed in. Since I didn’t had condom, we promised that I won’t cum inside her. As usual, she lost her consciousness and was asking me to cum inside her. She was so fucking desperate that she started pulling my dick and put it in her puss. Since I never lost my conscious I managed to somehow calm down by putting together a bunch of fingers in her pussy.After few moments she fell asleep. I was still awake. Both naked. I was so turned on and my dick was so erect. It was the first time it ever got so big. I. There'd been no word for a while, and they'd all decided that it was probably a bad sign. Ryan had been bummed about it, but determined to keep going. Besides, other good things had happened, like all the YouTube videos people had posted from the show, and even a mention in the "Names & Faces" section of The Washington Post. That was due to so many members of the Caps being there, but Ryan didn't mind. "I know. 'Wow' about covers it." Lara took a breath. "I know it will all sink in later, but.