Sammi’s thoughts were in a haze; she was lost in sensations as Diondre touched her again. Her head angled, tipping back so she could look up at him ...ven as her lashes fluttered low. He was hard against her stomach, and she whimpered as his fingers tightened on her skin, massaging and squeezing. The little sound she made caused him to draw her even tighter, his arm pulling her flush against him as his head dipped, closing on her mouth. Her hands slipped over his chest as his breath fanned her. It was about an hour drive and I arrived just gone midnight.I parked up and there was just one other car there. I got out of my car and walked round to see if any action was taking place in the field or bushes and found nothing. I went back to my car and looked at the other parked car as I opened my door. I couldn't see anyone in it and as I was about to get in my car, to wait and see if anyone else would turn up, when the internal light was switched on in the other car.I watched for a moment. We looked at each other one last time, like we were about to dive into Niagara Falls, "OK." "Yes." "Why not?"I wasn't sure what to do next, and Peter was having the same problem, but Alice took the bull by the horns, so to speak. She wandered over to Peter and me where we were sitting on the love seat and sat across his lap with her back to me. She reached under his shirt and rubbed his chest. I couldn't help but think, I know what that feels like. I remember Alice saying to Peter, "Don't be. That afternoon, the grave was checked for additional evidence. The sand was even sifted to make sure that nothing was missed. The purse was found with a minimum of searching, and Jones’ fingerprints were found on the slick plastic of the purse and on the steel sash weight that was inside. It was assumed that the sash weight had provided the mass that did the killing. Hoover’s fingerprints were also on the sash weight and the outside of the purse.Those two were arrested and thrown into jail.