" You're happy, aren't you?" That's rhetorical, isn't it?"She leaned back, looked at my face and nodded."You're happy."It's hard to keep happy off you... face. I realized that because of the number of times I heard, "Randy, you look so happy. What's going on?" over the next few months.I worked up a standard answer. "Life is good. Business is good. I'm healthy. What's not to be happy about?"And, for the most part, it was true. Being happy also made me realize I had not been entirely happy; I had. In the meantime, if you see,hear or even feel something that's not right, call me or come to me." Okay. Well, I better go home, Mom's sure to be wondering how my firstday went," I said.Melody gave me a hug and said, "Okay. Talk to you later."I quickly made my way home, a hundred questions running through my mind."Who would follow us? Was our cover as unicorns blown already? Whatcould we do if it was?" I muttered to myself.Once I got home, however, I tried to put it out of my mind and focus onmy. He seemed to know when to push and when to let up. He used the flat of his hand to tap on my clit a few times then slid his large thumb in my pussy stroking my spot. Eventually his entire cock was buried to the hilt in my ‘not so virgin' ass. Holding it there he moved his hips pressing against me but not withdrawing. He lowered his body on top of mine. I loved feeling the weight of himagainst me. His furry chest massaged my nipples. He nipped my throat with his teeth and let out a soft growl. ”Tom blurted out from behind the glass in a hushed voice, “Shit, he’s got an alibi for the actual murder but I wonder if he was in on the planning of the assassination?”Gemma said, “Listen we can’t find this Farah anywhere. Do you have any idea what happened to her? I mean do think that she could be hurt or just missing? I mean do you know her well enough that she might just take off on her own?”Adam quickly jumped back in, “Listen I didn’t hurt Farah. Everything that happened that night at.