A junkie pale red head walk by and asked if I wanted a lap dance. “I got Jenny here, but I would like some information. What’s the going rate for ...nformation on the dancer who got herself killed a couple of weeks ago?”“What do you want to know?” she asked.“Who was she fucking?” I asked.“The bartender or the bouncer should know that. Sharon was a local not a pro.” the red head informed us. The women in the club knew nothing of Sharon’s life outside the bar.“On the way out I asked the bartender. .I Knew She was a Freak !!! I fucked the shit out of herfor about 35 minutes right in her minivan.Made her cum & squirt several times all over her seats n floor.I was fucking her for about 4 months after that , about 5x a week .We would park up in her minivan at lunch time or right after work & get it in.She told me her husband was suspecting that she might be cheating,because since i been given her the BBC, she hasn't been fucking him that much & he told her that her pussy feels loose ,. Her humiliation was less suffering than the pain.Father John moved up towards her head, "let me help you Sally," his hand holding down the board. "Raise up slowly," watching as she slowly rose up onto her arms into a push up position, the board slowly pulling from her chest. He saw the tacks, some red with blood. He pulled the board and moved it out of the way. "Sit on the edge of the desk, feet hanging down Sally."When he turned around, she had hurriedly pulled up her panties and swung around. "I know in my head it wasn't my fault. The coroner said his condition was so bad, it was going to happen while he watched TV and even if he had been in the emergency room when it hit him, they would not have been able to save him. But I have to know in my heart. And the only way to really KNOW is to do this, tonight, and put the whole thing to rest once and for all. So, if you would do me the favor of fucking my ass, I would really appreciate it."Todd had never heard a woman say she would.