”Before she did anything else she looked it over really quick and smelled me probably to make sure I didn’t stink. I had taken a shower and knew I...was squeaky clean.She put her hands around it and said, “It feels so warm,” and I remarked, “That’s probably because he reacts to his surroundings.”“His surroundings?”“Yeah, I’m a guy so it’s his surroundings just like you’re a girl and you have probably given your pussy a girl’s name.”She slapped my face and said “I call her Victoria, don’t ask me. "Mmmm, that's beautiful Sofia, I could almost smell your cunt when you walked through the door"She giggles and pushes her hairless mound into my face, "My cunt's been wet since last night Senora, I saw you cum when his blood splashed over you"Using both hands, I hold the curves of her sexy little bottom and run my tongue down the whole length of her slit. She's very wet, I feel her juices running as she grinds her cunt down onto my face.Vaguely I'm aware of her saying something about a drink,. He was worried that his fiancee Paige would find out. He would say it’d be great if Rosie disappeared or left town for good. He even asked how much the going rate was in prison for a hit these days. He said it like a joke, but I think he was for real.”Jimmy Griffiths shook his head slowly and willed himself to scribble on his legal pad.Terrill asked, “Are you willing to testify to this in court? On the record?”“If I ain’t gotta go back to prison, hell yeah!”“Let me confer with my team. You wait. The skies were once again orange and yellowish, signaling the coming of the evening. As me and Christine held hands and were about to get married, I looked into the sky and the setting sun, and how it brought back the memories of the days when me and Annie were up on our tree house. The day I almost made love to her, how the memories of her naked body had revived itself in my mind. How wet her panties were; that little spot where her pussy had been, a haunting fantasy, a haunting memory that.