I concluded that I was previously wrong about her pubic hairs, they would have been red if she had had any, but they were missing.My gaze became drawn...to Melissa once more because she raised her fingers to her mouth and sucked greedily on them. Her eyes fixed on mine as she performed the wanton act. Almost laughing at me.My cock was rigid and close to bursting point. I hadn’t stopped shafting it as I watched them perform, all my slow strokes were now building up to that edge that you can’t back. “Sorry for running into you; I’m kind of late for work.” “Oh, really?” he raised an eyebrow, noting her current wardrobe. “Where at?” She flashed a deviant smile, exposing a row of perfect white teeth and walked past him into an alley. The woman approached a door and rapped on it twice before it opened, letting out a blue light and loud music. She turned back to him. “So I never really got that name,” she yelled over the music. “Dane. Yours?” She flashed that deadly smile again. “Vixen,” she. It was half hard already. Ryan ordered a Beefeater and Tonic and we all chit chatted a little bit, but I think we were all too nervous to say much of anything.We all finished our drinks and Ryan grabbed my hand and said, "Shall we?"We got up and I said with a smile from ear to ear, "We shall."John waved and turned back to his bourbon, the rules having already been agreed upon: Ryan had me for up to 2 hours and I could leave whenever I wanted.When Ryan and I got in the elevator, he quickly. "No sir," he responded back, trying to keep his nose from inhaling too much of the smell and throwing up on an active crime scene. "Is there some-thing I should know?" Yeah…" Singer said, looking at the neck slice closely. "That we have a serious problem. These cuts, the style and knife used… they are exactly what the Slasher used." But, sir, it's been over 20 years… and you…" the deputy didn't want to question his boss at all. "How is that possible?" Copycat, probably," he said coldly. "Which.