I know you think we railroaded you but we checked out everyone. Sheila Thomas assured us that Angela didn't leave the house until you got there." That...s right; she was leaving when I arrived home that night." Well, it's more than a slight possibility that Sheila died because she knew that Angela had left the house," Harris added."And you think that Curtis drove the car that killed her." It's a possibility. Or more likely, we think he could have stolen the car and someone else drove it. Bill. I. but that never happened because of fear of being caught.It was late in the downtown and I had left a bar walking back toward the base against the traffic. I had been around here long enough to know gay guys cruised this road looking late at night for cock to suck. One particular guy had locked eyes with me more than once. I was looking for him now. Shortly he drove past on the opposite side of the road. He looked at me and I smiled and waved him down.He pulled over and I ran over and climbed. "Thank you for letting me come over..." She gazed at me as I stared at her hand, "I know this is probably difficult after everything we've...done." Looking up at her our eyes locked and I just knew that my pussy was soaking my panties. She looked down at my lips and leaned in kissing my lips; I stared wide-eyed at her before melting into her kiss. We kissed passionately, and she muttered, "I missed you." She moved and began kissing my neck and my chest, lifting my tank top up and kissing me on. I had a hard time cleaning the silver daggers until she took them. She turned to a counter and picked up a rag.When she turned back she was wiping with the rag and all the tarnish was gone. She looked at the three empty sheaths in my harness and touched one of the steel daggers on the bench and murmured. I hesitated, “you are a mage?”She smiled and I watched as the steel seemed to become silver, “the wizard Hasor is my father. He has not yet determined if I will be a mage or wizard.”I blinked.