Everybody knows her. She's been the talk of the town for years - always getting the bad guys.So, when you got the assignment from the newspaper to fol...ow her on one of her current mysteries and write an expose, you jumped at the chance.You've always wondered, how does she always get the criminals to confess? She surely doesn't beat the truth out of them, but how can a little girl that small always find out the truth? That was what you were going to try to find out for yourself.You had called. She was happy to hear from me, told me she masturbated the whole time I was away, wishing I was there. Then the subject quickly turned to meeting my Uncle. I told her I would call him and arrange it after this.My Uncle Michael, owns The Crimson Strip Club on Main Street, he’s been a great role model for me, since my Dad took off when I was just three. Everything I learned he taught me. His club is one of two in the city, but they don’t fight for competition. My Uncle's place is older and more. Mark returned with a wash cloth for Casey and he had dressed himself as well. While being very thankful for the treat Casey gave to him, he also thanked me for allowing him the most exciting day he's had in months. Mark finished his professional body painting job while Casey, Mark, and I joked about the day. Mark didn't charge us the $100 for the body paint costume and the briefs he made for me. He only made us promise to return often when in New York. On our drive back to Jersey, Casey and I. You go into the bedroom and see the gift that I have left for you. I wanted to get you something sexy and sheer, but I never know what to buy. You are so sexy in every way that I can’t think of anything that make you sexier — it’s just not possible! The mere thought of you keeps me constantly aroused, and happy. On the pillow you see a single, long-stemmed red rose, a card, and a small velvet box. You smell the rose, breathing deeply on it’s aroma. The card is short and sweet, confessing my.