”Emily Elizabeth raises an eyebrow. His words seem oddly placed, yet they are just as intriguing. He sounds like he is talking about an animal. Tech...ically people are animals, so maybe he just has a more heightened sense of the world around him. “Well then, what do I feel like to you?”“Very warm,” he answers. “Very sweet and very wet. You have an air about you that radiates sexual energy.”Emily Elizabeth laughs. “Thanks, I guess?”Her stroking of his skin has brought about a new sensation it. Seemed like the exact kind of place I’d expect a scumbag like Caplain to enjoy while he was choking and beating a girl half to death. It didn’t take me long, standing in the trees across Essex, to spot Caplain. The twitchy little shit got out of his car, and I knew right away. This was him. Five foot six, and maybe a buck sixty. His mousy brown hair curled tightly against his scalp, his hairline receding, and his little horn rimmed glasses. It all made for a perfect esthetic. No one would. He told his roomamate what a fantastic sexual partner she is. And, all he wanted her to do is to stand up next to the bed and allow his roommate to come into the room and see her naked body for himself. I looked at her and ask, "What did you tell him?"She said she immediately refused. She told him, "No way," she was going to allow his roommate to come into the room with her naked. So, she said they went back to hot and erotic foreplay, him using his fingers inside of her and her practically. We both took our original positions in the back seat of the van and settled in for the drive back home. A few minutes into the trip Heather leaned over and whispered, “You smell terrific. I love your aftershave.”I responded with a simple, “thanks.”Heather moved her hand to resume its position on my thigh, and I quickly returned my hand to cover hers. Heather seemed to snuggle up to me and gave a heavy sigh.My mind was spinning. Here was my cousin, with her hand on my thigh, and doing and.