Spending moreand more time looking at the beautiful me. When I touched my body shetouched hers. It wasn't mine because my hands felt my balls and peni... asshe felt her Venus mound and pussy.Each night I got to know her body and it was exquisite. I fail at thewords to express what I saw. The words seem so mundane comparatively buthere is whom I saw. Judging from my height I estimate her to be 5'7",small frame, perhaps 115 pounds. I don't know her cup size but theyappear as if sculpted by the gods. He'd found housing there and the family planned to move after the winter holiday. Most folks don't like to move their kids in the middle of a school year, but the Morrisons were more concerned about keeping their family together than keeping it in one place. If Ed was going to be in Pennsylvania, then so were the rest of them.It was a good house, too. I paid for the appraisal myself before setting the marketing plan. I'd negotiated with Ed regarding the initial asking price and we'd decided. A rite of passage for both Harold and Columbo. For the little whores? Life goes on.I looked at Columbo, “One more piece of business. It’s a favor to me — you can say no.”“What?”“I want you to give up two of your whores — Honey and BB. Give them back to their mother. I got Sheree a job, full time, at the Sister Mary Packer Shelter. And I made her worthless boyfriend an offer ... to leave town. For good.”This is news to Gertie. She smiled, “An offer?”I patted the .40 in my shoulder holster, “A. . she found... you know... a stain." I thought you cleaned it off with the ginger ale," he nearly accused."I did," she said, somewhat defensively. "But there was another one on the leg of my pantyhose. And there was... well... a smell to the pantyhose. The smell of lust, my mother called it." Holy shit," he said softly, adrenaline now flooding him. The last vestiges of sleep left like a rat from a sinking ship. "What did you tell her? Did you come up with something?"She paused for a while,.