Oakman," Elizabeth said."Thank you," I said. "My research also revealed that John Windom's mother is still alive, or was at the time of his death. Did...Mrs. Jacobs assume the responsibility of raising the child?" She did," Elizabeth said."Thank you," I said again. "Mrs. Jacobs resided in Reno, Nevada. I'll be driving to Reno tomorrow to interview her and Mr. Windom's daughter." Then you'll be wasting a trip," Elizabeth said and then laughed, probably at the confused expression on my face. "Carol. I had to see him nodoubt because I knew he was going to do me right. So I called him and he wassitting at his place with a good friend of his. I asked him if he wanted to meet me and he said he wanted me to come to his place. I hadnt ever been their before, so I said no, but really I was kinda nervous about driving . I wanted him to fuck me so bad that I begged him to meet me but he said hge wasnt getting out.Him and his buddy had been sitting around drinking. I had been drinking and felt. The trick was to ensure her excitement over rode her pain. She did not speak,i wondered if she was wet yet?I moved my hand ,gently stroked her between the legs.She jerked in response,and slammed her thighs together.Too late to hide the fact her pussy was soaking though. “Oh,fighting,not a wise move”She looked at me,fear in her eyes.I got up and went over to the dildo,one end went inside me,the other erect,pointing upwards.A cock that was always hard,always ready,unaffected by pleas or tears.. "Yeah, okay. Birds of a feather?" Yeah. I think so. It's one thing tellin' a man what he wants to hear and another sittin' around with the girls, talkin' about how long it's been since you've seen a dick and how nice it would be..." I replied. "We have a group, kinda -- the 'untouchables, ' we call ourselves. We spend a lot of time swappin' shit, you know? If you was to do for them what you did for me, Earl might be interested..."Vera nodded. "You may be right -- I may want to meet the.