Needless to say, I mentioned none of this to Christie.I was lying in my bed, wide awake, thinking about where my life would go now that I had done eve...ything possible to discover who killed my wife. Whether it was Paul Wilson, or someone unknown, there was no other path to follow. If it wasn't him, there would have to be some other kind of breakthrough to solve the case. I wouldn't be involved. I would have to put it behind me.The phone call came almost ten days after the death of Christie's. Soon , my cock tip was going inside her smoothly .. in and out.. in and out.. Sharon was visually excited with the entire massage and the sensation of my thick pulsating and wet cock going magic in her cunt. It was swollen cunt and every push of my thrust was making her contract her muscles. One thing about Sharon is that she loves to contract her muscles when a long cock is on its “pull” which makes it even harder and longer but she loosens her pussy muscles when the cock goes in.The rhythm of. She asked me, "Can I be honest with you? I sent out an invite on fb to my friends to see if any of them would help with putting up some decorations." She happens to do design (among other things, and NO nothing naughty)for a living. She told me that quite a few guys on fb offered to help her out. I bet, I told her. "Yeah, I know but there is this one guy from back in high school who was really nice and he offered too." I'm sure he did I told her. "No It's not like that, he knows I'm married and. ?How can I help you now, Lieutenant?? ?Some cases have been assigned to me,? he answers, ?We’ve reopened several, dating back to your? Your experience.? ?I’ve heard rumors there’d been others,? she nods, still standing, fingers still tightly interlocking, her voice a little sharper. ?Sorry? Sorry but there’s nothing I can add?. Except I’ve relived that night a thousand times over and over in my nightmares.? ?Sorry,? his tone quiet, the situation uncomfortable, he glances.