But it is obvious by the bulge in my pants. I am wishing that it wasn't her finger that Leigh was sucking on. My own hand is rubbing myself through my...jeans. I hope she doesn't see me. I don't want her to run away and hide due to embarrassment. So I will just hide and watch. This is much better than the dirty magazines anyway. With my thoughts now back focused on Leigh, I see that she has gotten her finger very moist. I can see the wetness glisten in the lights of the library. She moves her. So yes mornings like that one I used the walking stick a lot.I saw a couple of kids out boosting a car as I went by. They obviously didn’t recognize me or maybe they did. I took the cell phone out of my pocket and dialed 911. I reported it to the police and kept walking. They might get to the location before the kids drove off. It didn’t really matter to me. I had done my bit, so it was up to the cops to complete the cycle.When I returned to the car wash, Mica still looked her age. However she. I really did not want to do mouth to mouth. But she stirred, and patted my hand. ‘I be all right chile.’ She turned around to Mark, picking up the photos. Giving him the bloody, torn picture, she told him to burn it two days time and bury it during the dark of the moon. Placing the other picture gently in his hand, she told him to put it his wallet for at least a month. She gave him the rest of the powder and told him if possible, sprinkle a little on her without her knowing it. It would make. ‘You didn’t take advantage of me while I slept, did you?’ I asked. ‘Well, no, as a matter of fact, I didn’t. But I intend to. Now you be a good boy and lay down with your head up here beside me, OK? And don’t you lift a hand unless I tell you to, or I will have to have a stern talk with you, understand?’ She attempted to frown, and almost pulled it off. ‘Yes, Ma’am, I’ll be a good boy,’ I said. I did what she asked, and lay down with my hands beside me, noting that her mouth was open a little,.