Your mom has the number."After she drove off, I stood there for a while trying to figure out how I felt. I still had a lot of resentment, but if I wer... honest with myself, I was still strongly attracted to her. There wasn't much I could do about it, with her getting married. All in all, I wish I hadn't seen her — the old longings were pulling at me again. I didn't see any reason to give her a call.A week or so later, about the time that I needed to start thinking about driving up to Pawnee, mom. "You're a good looking fella." I said."You're Davey's girl." he said."I'm no ones girl." I answered, "He's who I fuck from time to time." I pulled my dress up slightly and parted my legs just a little to entice him. He was speechless. "I think you like me." I said pressing my feet against his erection. He put his hand on my feet. I don't know if he wanted to push them away or press them down on his dick harder. I got up, climbed onto him and kissed him."Davey's....." he started to say."Davey's. He was forcing her and she refused to give him the pleasure of acting like she wanted it.But there was no denying the feeling that was spreading between her thighs. Christie's pussy felt like it was pulsing so hard that surely Tom could hear her squishing. Her eyes were shut tight. She was not going to give him the pleasure of looking up at him. "Open your eyes, slut! I want to see the tears fall when I push all this dick down your throat. I said suck it, not lick it to death."Christie's eyes. We laid our plans accordingly and decided that within the next seven days we would set out the evidence and then confront the culprits. When we showed the evidence we had accumulated to former chief inspector McIlhone he felt that if we presented it correctly then we had enough evidence for a prosecution.He pointed out to us that the passwords used were ones that could easily have been arrived at by trial and error since they consisted of the names of children and their birthdays or their own.