By chance, a few weeks later, I had a couple of days to myself & decided to contact Jack about a meeting, I'd thought many times on how sexy our brief...first encounter had been & what fun we could have together, me being new to the scene & willing to try anything, Jack knowing how to treat a slut like me. Perfect.We arranged to meet.I went to visit a friend before hand & drank a little too much wine, out of nerves i think & when Jack phoned early to say he was home, a slight doubt crossed my. . leaving me all exposed to anyone who was lucky enough to get a glimpse....The feeling of being in my suspenders and panties in the outdoors like this is soo intoxicating and extremely addictive, i slowly made my way to the bird hide door enjoying every slutty step... i opened the wooden door it creaked as it slowly swung open.... i took a peak through to see if it was empty it usually was but not today!I was startled by the mans presence as i didnt expect anyone there it made me gasp a little. The topic of conversation was mostly what miserable bastards our men were. We had made a great choice in our getaway, especially without the men. We could both feel the tension lifting as we saw the late evening casino lights as we made our way downhill from the summit. There was some sort of convention in town and Tahoe was in full swing. We checked into our room at Harveys and thought nothing of taking the only available single bed accommodation available. I knew that spending the weekend. It was because I had gotten to know Bobby better that I suspected he was involved. When I saw the autopsy report (and no, I still won’t tell anyone how I got access to it. I was in SF. Use your imagination) my suspicions increased. And Bobby trusted me enough to come to me voluntarily and tell me what he’d done. I wanted to hug him, both in the way he had “hugged” me, and physically, because I knew what kind of horror he had prevented. Of course I don’t have his abilities, so a physical hug was.