He hadn't been officially told that, but in his mind the priority was to put a name to the gorgeous blonde's always hidden face.He lacked that one pie...e of information to nail her ass. He needed something from the early days. So far she was just the mysterious blonde, or possibly Rose Seabold, who at best was a ghost, or at worst no longer existed. He knew that at present the ID was so murky that it made the investigation a complete cluster fuck.Mike loved puzzles, which was why he was so good. I should have Googled the street, not just checked for its location; I might have had sense enough to run like hell, you question me, do two things, only two things and you’ll understand where I was going butI couldn’t resist her order, I would be there tonight at eight. But to the two things, first write 1134 on a piece of paper and turn it upside down and read it, second, Google Erinyes. That’s where I was going, that was my unsuspected destiny.I arrived promptly at eight, the structure. "I love you, Geo," I said, unable to hold back the emotion."I love you too, John. Now are you going to fuck me with that prick, or stand there all day?"I looked down to see that I had slid fully into her colon. Smiling, I slowly slid out, till only my head remained in her. Setting down the conditioner bottle, I grabbed onto her hips, and pulled her back towards me. "Mmm, fuck, s*s. Your ass is so tight! Thank you for this treat," I told her as I slowly pulled back out."Enough talk. I said fuck. I'll skip ahead some to when I first met Kellie Everett.We were 6 years old, and to me, girls were still "icky" and "gross", so I was a bit pissed off that I was being made to spend time and play with a GIRL! It didn't matter to me that she was black. She was a GIRL, and that made her "icky". Luckily, I got over that tidbit as I got older.Now, our dads had served together in the Army back in Vietnam, and had become Best Friends on the battlefield. After the war, they moved back home and got.