I felt her large tits crushed against my shirt and my erection was at full stretch, pressed against her belly. She reached down, between us. "What hav... we here?" "Let's take it out to find out,” I said and started to undo my pants.Belt unbuckled and pants unzipped, Sharon pulled down my pants along with my shorts and grasped my cock. As she stroked my hard length, I opened her blouse and slipped a hand inside her bra, latching onto one of her mighty tits. Her nipple was as hard as a pencil tip. I can now really feel my heart pounding in my chest. "Mr. Fields, I'm here to help you relieve all this stress, it's my job to make sure you are stress free. The only way I'm going to be able to do my job properly, is if you are out of those clothes. I can't get you stress free while you are still in your clothes." I feel my mouth go dry, my legs become noodles. I would have to be out of my mind to turn her down, so I take my clothes off. I see her eyes roaming over my body. I now see her. That was the morning after our dance. But I’ll get to that.“About six months after she started at our place, she said she was being evicted and didn’t know what she was going to do, I had a spare room at my place, so I said she could take that at a minimal rent and shared housekeeping.“She sounded like she’d had a rough time at uni, some bastard had stolen her girlfriend from her, they were going to move in together. Then a week after her sister’s hen night, she dumped her without a word. I. A hack driven by a nervous driver galloping in haste could have possibly have struck the victim unintentionally by happenstance, not seeing her before it was too late to stop. Or maybe even the murderous deed had been done intentionally, to silence their victim, who was not a local resident. In any case, now finding their victim dead, and perhaps nearly sliced into half by the narrow wheels of the carriage, the nearby river barely a stone’s throw away was quickly used to discard the body, with.