We’re headed to Vegas. Now. You won’t be slippin’ through my fingers,’ grabbing her arm, he steered her towards the door. Putting her foot dow..., Daisy planted herself at the door, and wouldn’t budge. ‘No, Jake. We aren’t running off like we have something to hide or did something… unorthodox,’ she touched her stomach for emphasis. Blushing, she went on, ‘If we are going to do this, we’re doing it the right and proper way. Surrounded by family and friends.’ Tipping her head, she looked up at him. My legs opened a little to accommodate his finger, his mouth still on my breast, his second hand now moved to inside my panties too, but from behind, two fingers in me, one from each hand. I was gasping and panting.He had total charge of me and he knew it, he knew I would submit to whatever he had in mind, and I was pretty sure I knew what that was. He kept probing me with his expert fingers, he knew what he was about and I was soon going to come from his now very welcome invasion. He released. We'll get the comparison done by tomorrow. Don't worry, you shouldn't have any more problems from him."The patrolman left after promising to make a patrol through the area as often as he could for the next few days. Mandy was still shook up, but said that they could turn in anyway. She did fall asleep but her slumber was broken by any little noise that she could possibly hear.The next day, Ms. Stone from the DA's office called and assured Mandy that they were charging Childers with witness. And, since Scarlett was only 10 at the time, and by all other measures she seemed so normal and well-adjusted, we thought, why "rock" the boat, so-to-speak. At the time it did scare Melanie and I, but as things settled down and time went by, there seemed to be no real consequence to the exposure, and we soon dismissed it as old-world gobbledy-gook, child’s play, or silly superstitions. Though, if I am to be truthful, I must admit, that I still, even now, think about it and wonder what sort of.