"I can't believe it. He's dead?" Dead," the detective repeated. "So I'm sure you can appreciate we're dealing with something a little more serious tha... a simple assault, right?" Jesus," Frank breathed. Sure, there had been a lot of blood on the ground and it had seemed like he was having a little trouble breathing and he had been screaming like a little girl who had seen a rat, but dead?"This is a homicide investigation, Mr. Stewart, and you were standing less than fifteen feet away when. He fondled his cock now as he thought about her. His prick was stiff, his balls full. He slowly jerked his prick up and down, as his mind wandered.God, what a sexy bitch she was! He'd been having fantasies about her as long as he could remember. When she walked into his room last week and found him with his pants down, he thought he'd keel over and die.He couldn't stop thinking about her cunt, her dark cuntbush curling all the way into the crack of her ass, her juicy cunthole that gaped like a. “The wolf is gone. I suggest we have a quick meal and get back on the road. I think from now on, we will find spots to rest where we are less likely to be caught by surprise.”Everyone agreed, and we quickly made a breakfast of sandwiches of cured meat, an apple, and some water with lemon. Once we were done, I hopped out and Clive joined me in hooking the horses up. He decided to ride Crow, in case the wolf reappeared, so that he would have a chance to catch up to it. The ladies would stay in. I told her I was working until around midnight. "I'm going to be at Bobby's Bar. You should come by." I can do that. I won't make it until around 12:15." I'll still be there."So I finished up my work early and wound up seeing her at the bar around midnight. She looked incredible in her tight jeans, leather jacket and a top that showed her tremendous chest. She definitely had an edge to her, and the look of fire and ice with those blue eyes of hers.We talked for a bit, and then I ran into an old.