"The silence was deafening. Then everyone spoke at once. He put up his hands for silence which was slow in coming."The doc says she was about three we...ks along. The condition of the body makes us believe she was held for a longer period of time than that. It's a good bet that our killer was the daddy." DNA." Jimmy said."Yeah, maybe we'll finally get lucky."Stephanie spoke up. "With only half the markers for the father, getting a hit on any of the data bases could be difficult." Better a slim. "It's your turn now."The other guys were just about to leave, but as I stood to come over to the bed, Melissa had them stay awhile longer. "I want you to watch him shoot his load now," said, by way of explanation; and they paused."Come on," she said to me. "Get over here and show them your tiny cock."I was so in need of an orgasm that I didn't care if these three black guys watched me jerk-off, or not; and so I knelt on the bed close to Melissa and urgently jerked-off till I (rather quickly). She was wearing a grey pinstriped business suit, skirt and jacket combination. She wore a dark green satin blouse, black high-heeled sandals and expensive taupe control-top pantyhose. She was sophisticatedly accessorised with gold jewellery, earings and watch, red-painted fingernails and toenails and plenty of makeup. At about four-thirty in the afternoon she was called to an impromptu sales meeting and in the heat of the drawn out discussions she forgot all about not bringing her car to work.. A.'s office tried to hang me up to dry for murder. (The guy I attacked with the fire extinguisher died.) I was absolved of any culpability. That was it as far as the county was concerned. The gang? Not so much!After the first attempt on my life I got the idea that I wasn't too safe. I already had an Illinois firearms owner's card, commonly called a FOID card. I owned a big S&W N-frame .357 revolver and a double-barrel 12-gauge coach gun. I hit a big local gun store for a bolt-action .22 rifle.