She had her big hairy cooch right at the edge of the bed and a big, heavy white man was standing there fucking mom. I could see a wedding ring on his ...is finger. There was three other older white guys standing around watching, with their pants down and they had their peckers out. From the sound of it mom was plenty wet and this man was really giving it to her. Mom seemed to be very drunk. Watching her boobs giggle and the sound of skin slapping together was really making my pussy ache for some. I promise Jessica will give you the scoop later.”“You owe me one, Steve.”“I owe you a lot for helping Jess. Just add this to the bill!”She laughed, “I will. I’m glad things are going well for her.”“Thanks. I’ll talk to you soon.”I hung up and Elyse arched an eyebrow.“Three kids who a witness reported were attacked by a girl in a karate uniform. One with a ruptured testicle.”“Ouch,” Elyse said. “Well, that fits what you know so far. Are you going to call Melanie?”“Yes. I was thinking about. She always said, “You’ll never find him in your kitchen!!!” So tonight was the night to go out on the town. Looking in the mirror before she left, she shook her head one last time, and headed out the door. She had read about a new Italian restaurant that had just opened and decided to give it a try. When she entered the front door she could see that a lot of people were waiting in line to get a table, so she gave her name to the hostess, and went into the bar to kill the half hour wait for her. Then there was the fact that the man had a familiar feeling to him. It was the strangest thing; Alan could swear he'd met the man before. Shaking his head he turned back to Harman who was still running from his sister. Laughing a moment Alan still felt that he knew the man nagging at the back of his mind. Shrugging he decided that for now he'd shelf it 'til he got a better handle on it. Alan called Varick aside a few minutes later to discuss with him about future strategy. "I know that you are.