While she was talking to me, a police car pulled up. The officers told me that someone had called to complain about me loitering on the property. I ex...lained the situation to the officers and they told me that I'd have to come back later. I couldn't just hang around Danny's house. If I had a key I could go inside and wait for him but loitering would get me a fine.I tried the key Danny had given me and it didn't work. The lady from across the street told me that he'd had a locksmith out to. Some are now thinking it might be a case where she was the true intended victim, and the others were camouflage. Like, say the Pixy Stick Killer, who poisoned several children to cover up the fact he was trying to kill his son for insurance money. Or one of the copycat Tylenol Murders, where a woman killed her husband and one other, hoping that it would be blamed on a copycat and not herself.”I sighed but continued on. “Now why he killed so many over such a long period of time, we do not know.. .I sat up straight and Aubrey flopped onto her back, her breasts jiggling around and flattening slightly against her chest. She opened her eyes and smiled at me.“Do we have to get up?” she moaned. “I was having such a nice dream.”“Aubrey!” I hissed. “Just what were you dreaming?” She grinned.“I’ve never done that before,” she said. “I mean wake up naked with someone. You know, Kyle and I have never slept together. We have sex until we’re exhausted and then either he goes home or I slip in here.. Begging for my cock...well, now you're gonna get it! But first...we're gonna have some fun..."His hand stopped for a moment then surged forward into my crotch, rubbing, squeezing. I squirmed and moaned, bucking my hips, not wanting to like it, but loving every bit of being m*****ed. He stopped and laughed as I sat panting in the chair."I think you like this, don't you?"I nodded and then begged to be let go. Truly begged. Sincerely. Aroused but scared. I begged and begged and begged.He.