" Chris got them each a glass of wine and joined his wife upstairs. He handed her the glass and photos. "Thanks honey. Why don't you take a shower and...unwind. I have to sort these in the right order." Chris returned to find Stephanie examining he photos. "These are really hot. Sit next to me and we can look at them together." The first couple of shots were of Stephanie in a light colored patterned bra and panties. The ones they liked best showed Stephanie on her back with her legs open. Her. The back of his fingers had brushed her pubic hair then turned to feel along her slit. He grabbed the gusset of her panties and pulled down to give himself more room to feel her hidden womanhood. His hand was inside her panties, feeling her hairs, her slit, and the wetness running from her. His middle finger discovered her hole and pushed for entrance. She whimpered as her tight muscle tried to deny him but his skilled finger probed and circled and finally pushed again, her body yielded and she. Shit. Change the subject. I want the buffet. Charlie?” I nodded.We were served with the court case two weeks later and Jessie was being charged with assault. Sheriff Willie Bonner served the papers himself, smiling as he handed them to Jessie. She was named as the suspect in the assault charges. He read her the Miranda Act, took her downtown, had her fingerprinted and photographed, and then immediately had a man in a four-thousand-dollar suit tell him she was being released under her own. You know I saw you a few weeks ago in your father’s car and dreamed about you? Your beautiful face, doe-like eyes, firm little body and silky waves of hair? I thought, ‘I bet she looks like an angel when she’s naked.’ And here you are, proving my correct.” In here, that’s what I’ll call you, your name will be Angel, and Angel if I ever touch you and you pull away from me again, I’ll shoot your Daddy right between the eyes. Are we clear?” I nodded between small sobs. “Good. Then let's not waste.