I saw Diane and Hector sitting with people that were obviously theirparents. Another man, obviously Bob Strock, sat at a desk. Steveintroduced us to t...em and said that I was a special consultant on thecase. I stepped up to the fore and said that although I had only met thevictim once, she had hired me and I was determined to find her killer.Diane and Hector immediately began to accuse each other. Their parentsjoined in the fray while Strock sat and smiled and enjoyed the show. Ilet them fume. "My ma and my sister are hiding in the shed, least they were," she whispered although we were fifty yards away and the house resounded to shouts and laughter. I followed her through a small wood lot, and we both saw two sets of footprints leading from the lean-to toward the woods. "I think they got away," she said, smiling for the first time. "I figured them brutes would be raping both a'them by now." You got some whisky in there?" I asked as the noise of a German song reached us.She nodded.. “It’s also sort of painful, isn’t it? The closer you get, the more you feel the need to let go. Oh! Wouldn’t it be great just to give in? Feel all that sticky cum force its way out from the depth of your balls – burst up through your bulging shaft. You’re so aroused, you’d probably shoot it several feet up into the air. You’d just love to feel that, wouldn’t you?”She masturbated him slowly, squeezing his cock hard.“Ah!” he gasped. “No! Not yet!”She laughed.“Of course not!” she replied. “Because. .. for what I had to be. Then you came along and changed my life. You loved me. With all my faults, with my need to be in control, and even looking and acting the way I do, you've always loved me. That's all I ever need from you. And if your company never gets off the ground, then you'll just have to assume the role of being supportive and nurturing."She stood in front of him, their size differential never more apparent, lifted him into a loving embrace and said, "Please Paul, I love you and.