We found nothing.“Maybe it’s just your imagination.” he told me as he was leaving.“I don‘t know what it is.” I said aloud, more to myself ...hen to him.I laid back down and this time I went through the remainder of the night without so much as a noise. I got up and went to work, just like the usual day.I came home straight from work and found my apartment in ruins. The shelves hanging on my walls were laying on the ground, and my clothes were out of the drawers torn asunder, my mattress was. Your earlier comment about me not getting any while Marie is away was fairly accurate." You looked at me in surprise and then in puzzlement. "But how can we help each other out daddy?" you asked. I looked your schoolgirl body up and down and said, "Simple Sharon. I want you to lift up your skirt and show me your knickers". You turned bright red and said, "Daddy, I can't do that, it's not right." I shook my head and replied, "Listen Sharon. You obviously want to know if a schoolgirl body like. There was no rain, and no clouds were in the sky at the time. Curiosity collectors have bid on the cruiser, offering as much as 60,000 dollars. Neither the officer nor the young lady were available for comment.' End story," the computer said."So? Freak things happen all the time. What's so different about this one?" I asked."Does it help if I tell you that this is not the first time something strange has happened around this girl? I went back and followed her through time, and the list of what. One of her hands groped my crotch, quickly finding the head of my cock and squeezing the rapidly engorging knob. Both of my hands were full of her ass cheeks as I sucked her long, pointed tongue, which had so very recently been buried in my wife's fuckhole and asshole.When we came up for air I glanced over at Debbie, who was sitting in a desk chair, legs spread wide, fingering her cunt. Debbie was just oh so slightly "full figured", with great legs, a smooth bubble butt, and over-sized, firm.