The sister had a baby though she could not look after it because of her job in the salon, but with only one wage coming into the house she didn't want...to give up the job. The mother wasn't really interested in the baby so by default Traci had to look after it. School was well down her priority list. What was puzzling was not so much her absence from the other lessons but her presence in the Confederacy classes; she always participated and never withdrew to the side. She was not assertive and. Don and I played golf more than a few times, went shooting more than a few times, and shared more than a few beers at his house before and after these various events. Every time I was treated to the sight of Courtney, and I began to realize that each succeding time I came over, Courtney was dressing more and more...well, suggestively. After two months, she answered the door in a pair of tight nylon running shorts and a t- shirt. It was obvious from the press of her nipples through the shirt. .."And with that she nearly ran down the stairs and threw open the door,vanishing inside. Jack and I both gave each other a nervous lookbefore going down after her.The basement was decent sized, though a little smaller than I mighthave expected. It was also a bit darker than I would have expected,with most of the light coming from several small windows that were uphigh and opened on to street level. I also saw a Coleman lanternsitting in the middle of the room, though it wasn't turned on. Laura quickly got dressed and then she got the papers out of her hiding place for them, when the front door was knocked on. She went to the door and a large handsome blackman wearing a suit stood in front of it. ‘Hi Mrs. Cranston, I’m Detective Ronald Moorhead, I’m investigating the school break in.’ He said reaching into his pocket for his i.d. and badge. ‘Oh come in please Detective, can I get you some coffee?’ She asked. ‘Yes that would be great.’ He answered. ‘Well why don’t you go have a.