Eva closed the distance between her friend and buried her face in Sasha’s cleavage. Sasha let out a soft moan as she reached into Eva’s panties. I...could see her hand rubbing Eva’s pussy and as if she was rubbing a genie’s lamp. Sasha pulled Eva’s panties to her ankles stuck a finger in Eva’s mouth. Eva encircled the finger with her tongue before Sasha extracted it and placed it in Eva’s pussy. I watched her slowly move it in and out. Slowly at first but picking up speed as Eva got wetter.‘You. I knew where she worked and that as about all I knew. Our encounters had been happenstance and I hoped to see her again. “Number seventy,” the lunch counter clerk called out. I grabbed my lunch and quickly hurried to the lobby, hoping to share the elevator ride back to the 48th with my dream girl. Unfortunately, she was gone. The afternoon work grind was tough. I kept alternating between work and day dreaming. I couple of new audit assignments rolled into my In-Box, so I decided to stay late. Sharon had stayed back as she was messing about with her purse , I stayed behind with her and when the others were out of ear shot she told me to get rid of mike and martin as she was feeling very horny and we could have some fun with Tina and phil. I said that might be difficult, and nodded up the road, to see martin and Phil walking 3 abreast with Tina in the middle, with her arms round both guys’ waists with both guys having an arm each round her waist with Phil’s palm firmly resting on her. It was a kill that he regretted because he had allowed his emotions to cloud his judgment. Despite having a tenuous connection to most of the victims, Beckner had never been questioned by any of the overworked homicide detectives in the major city where he lived. Half of the victims had been classified as "Female runaways" and possibly drug related. That was an almost automatic dump into the "File 13" of the murder squad. They knew they would never solve that kind of killing unless someone came.