I found a boy who might have seen the killer. Before you leave, I'll give you his name. He won't come forward voluntarily because he wasn't supposed t... be at the mall when he saw the killer. He was grounded at the time, and he slipped out a window when his drunken father passed out in the living room. The boy's afraid to help because his father will find out he left the house and will beat the crap out of him. I checked out his father. The boy has the S.O.B. pegged correctly. Please sit down,. Paul stopped and opened the car as I had asked and I looked carefully to make sure the car was clear before coming out. We got in the car and I took off my socks and shoes to let them dry out a bit as we drove to Montreal. We stopped and got a pair of burner phones and exchanged numbers, since I had no phone and Paul had wisely ditched his already.Paul found a little motel near the edge of town and rented a room and we went in. I got out of my wet clothes and let everything dry. I also washed. Your lips. Then I move on to your neck, nibbling at your skin. Simple, sensual kisses. I slowly lift my hand to your waist and caress your body lightly. Myhand moves under your slip and in small strokes I search out your breasts. Gently I touch your nipples, just enough to send an electric wave through your body. We start kissing more passionately, your tongue seeking out mine, your whole body alert and sensitised. Your heart is beating like a dream, your breathing rapid and light. . As space was the biggest constraint, she was almost surrounded by people all around her. The backrest of the seat in front of me supported her. So after a while, she rested her ass (sorry pervert word so early) on that.After a while, she was almost ‘sitting’ on that backrest. I mean, she had moved in front of that and bending a little back like sitting on it. My male instinct, as usual, sprang up. I began holding the seat bar unnecessarily so that I can feel her heavenly ass. She didn’t mind a.