But someone has talked. They mentioned actual cases, so whoever it was had lots of information." Did you mention this to dad?" No." Why?" I remained q...iet. Eventually Andy seemed to get the picture."I see. He wasn't as gullible as he appeared at times, was he?" No, Andy. He wasn't."Bob Sellick was one of those people who never appeared to be quite with it. I had often thought that he cultivated this guise to relax people and put them off guard. Bob could well have let slip, purposefully,. I'd found myself looking for him but couldn't see him anywhere. Then I'd heard it, that raspy deep voice making a shiver run down my spine. "Hi there sugar, you want another one of those?"I'd looked up as I felt someone sit down next to me. All I'd seen was piercing blue eyes looking out beneath a mop of dirty blond hair. My mouth had gone dry as I was foolishly just stared at him. "Huh?" had been my less then intelligent response. It was the man from across the bar. "Another drink?" he'd. I knew I had to do it, for what I was planning, and I knew that it would afford Wonder Girl a nice view of my pantygirdle, but I had no choice. I leapt at the guard, climbed up his body and onto his shoulders, wrapped my legs around his neck and squeezed hard. The guard kept trying to pull me off. Then he tried to knock me off of his shoulders, slamming me against the wall of the cave, but I held on. Finally he passed out.I turned to Wonder Girl."It's okay to come out, now," I said.She came out. Ellen gasped and archer her back. Sheryl pushed Ellen’s t-shirt up to expose her breasts. Ellen raised her arms and Sheryl slipped her t-shirt off and set it aside.With her hands on her daughter’s cheeks, Sheryl cautioned her daughter, “You can’t tell anyone I am doing this with you. Not even Eric.”“I know, Mom.” Ellen certainly was not going to tell anyone what she was about to do with her mother. She was about to have sex with the woman she always thought was beautiful. Ellen hoped that she.