It was a warm September evening, the school year just getting started, when she first laid eyes on Larry Adams.She'd been sitting on her front porch w...th her best girlfriend, Betty, when Larry had walked by. He was in his mid-twenties, and he was the sexiest thing they'd ever seen, tall and blond and extremely well-built. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his tan, muscular body.Jodie and Betty had just helplessly gawked at the handsome newcomer to their small town. Larry noticed them. Marge had known me for five years so our identifying ourselves as police officers and asking to see Mrs. Hobbs had to strike her as being a little odd."Mrs. Hobbs, there are two police officers here to see you."Marge put down her phone and said, "You can go right up, Brian."I thank her and Hanratty and I took the elevator to the second floor. When we got to Carrie's office I asked Hanratty to give me a few minutes alone with Carrie before he came in.Carrie looked worried when I came into the. I’m also the one who dragged your sorry ass out of that truck after the explosion,” I told him, but I was no longer smiling, and alarm appeared on his face.“You ... you’re the guy from Atlanta,” he finally realized and panic replaced the alarm on his face.“Yes, I’m the guy from Atlanta. The guy whose kids YOUR people kidnapped, tortured, and murdered. The same guy whose wife committed suicide when YOUR people sent her the pictures of her tortured and dead kids,” I told him before casting the. Kay opened her long over coat revealing her lack of pants then wriggled down lower in the seat and spread her legs as she thought about his gear shifter rubbing against her slit. Her hands slid down between her legs and began to massage her clit. A flash of lights and a loud rumble from two chrome stacks brought her out of her fantasy and she looked up to see that black Pete that she had longed to see. It circled the parking lot and pulled into the slot beside of her. Kay quickly closed her.