They’d have enough money to fix ... all these abandoned buildings ... North Side.”“Old ... town.” She was gasping too, coughing, choking, but ...o blood came out of her mouth. Not lung shot, but the bullet had definitely ruined her side, her waist, and he was afraid to look down and see. She could start vomiting blood any minute. Just keep moving, keep moving.No wonder the place was abandoned. The brick walls were filled with half-broken slabs, bits of ceiling had fallen apart and rained wood. I wanted her to feel me inside of her again, pushing at her tight pussy walls, stretching them and grinding against them. Boy, was she in for a treat. I heard soft knocks on my door, and opened it to see her standing there, in thin black and green laced underwear. Her skin was clean from the shower, and her breasts glowed, in all their glory. I groaned as I motioned for her to step in and I shut the door behind her. I came up behind, and placed my hands on her hips, gently rubbing them and. She said that was unneccesary as she normally just holds it open with her big ass. So of course I had to take a good long look at her ass. I told her it was not big at all. What I wanted to say was it is a nice bubbly ass that gives her some very sexy feminine curves. As she starts to show me around the place I can't help but to keep checking out her ass, as well as the rest of her hot mature body. I think she notices. We get to the master bedroom and look out the balcony that over looks. The cops didn't say a thing, but the thought of Liz dead made my stomach lurch. I regretted all the terrible things I'd thought and said about her earlier. And then I took a deep breath. I’d had friends die before, including my Carolyn. Think now, panic later, I reminded myself.“Well is she dead? And if not, whose murder am I suspected of witnessing?”Right then I really wished I’d called Tracey.“You like the bitch, don't you?” said Frump. “Don't you worry sweet cheeks! Your girlfriend is just.