"Do not turn around." A huge smile forms on my face when I hear the familiar voice. "I guess that note doesn't say what I thought it said." I say whil... turning to greet her as she pulls open the shower curtain. "I said don't turn around." "Okay, Miss Bossy Pants." She gets in the shower behind me, I can feel her breasts pressed against my back as she stands on her tippy toes to look over my shoulder. "Mmmm, I see you woke up ready to go." Pressed against my back she wraps her left arm around my. The sheet folded back slowly and as soon as I saw the curly hair I knew. Quickly grabbing the edge of the table to keep from falling I watched as her forehead appeared and then the rest of her face. The bruise was on her left cheekbone, her lips were badly swollen and her skin seemed a pallid gray color, but I knew it was her. Nodding I said dejectedly, “Yes, that’s Katy.” The detective motioned for me to follow, so I quickly reached out my hand to clear a stray bit of her hair from Katy’s. “No, my dad would have told me,” Max said.“Not if he didn’t know,” Liz said.“Your dad was assigned to you. That doesn’t mean he would have been told about Zan, especially since they were on the other side of the country,” Isabel said.“Maybe he can find out,” Alex said, noticing that Isabel was feeling a little off.“Maybe if he would pick up the phone. I tried calling when Liz was in the shower but no answer,” Max said.“Max, it’s still early,” Michael said.“He’s up and about around six am,” Max. I start to stand up, but he tells me not to. He's still stroking his now flaccid penis. It takes no more than a minute and his cock is once again rock hard and he ejaculates again. This time, all over my cheeks and closed mouth. He never stops stroking. He then commences to stroke himself until he cums, not twice, three, or even four times, but six times. By now semen is on my shoulders and breasts and inside my mouth and nostrils. I tell him I have to spit it out, and at that very second he.