I was hard as all fuck now. She returned and laid down next to me again and said OK star. I reached up under her top and placed my fingers on her tumm... and was rubbing around for a few minutes when I began wondering if she had any panties on. I rubbed all around and eventually I could feel some peach fuzz hairs and her limited pussy hair and then I felt her slit. I almost shot a load. she held my hand and said um-mm that feels good don't stop. I continued to rub around but she was now steering. Her long black hair was currently pulled back into a pony tail for convenience sake and the dark bags under her honey colored eyes, a gift from her father, were showing the stress of the last few weeks. Her mother Helen Peterson had wanted to be a doctor all of her life and both she and her family were ecstatic when she got a scholarship to the University of Nebraska to study medicine. She’d planned for everything that is everything except meeting Kelly’s father. Walter Ucumba was an exchange. We all have a different story that happened in a different place and time, but we have the same fabric internally. we know the same songs that remind of us of long hot summer trips across boring flat states. we all feel deeply about our loss and our love. we all have parts of our bodies we wish looked better. we all look in the mirror at night and ask why we’re here. what’s so special, unique about one man and his tattooed arm?…a girl in pink panties lying on our bedroom floor telling us her. ? ?Are you going to kill me?? she whispered when her breathinghad returned to somewhat normal. ?Kill you?? Why wouldI waste a valuable piece of pussy like you??No, I intend to make you extremely sorry for the lies you printed aboutme. When I have finished, you will be begging me to kill you but I won?t.? You will serve as a useful lesson to othersthat Sam Roffino is not a person to fuck with!? ?They?ll miss me at the paper!? They?ll know you?re the most likely suspectto kidnap me!? The police.