Lisa asked, "Do you think this manhunt up there is going to take much time? Let's go over the file, see what's in it, and get an update when we get th...re."I began reading the file aloud to Lisa, trying to make it less dry than an investigation file really is. When the file said the suspect avoided capture by seconds a couple of times, I said he bugged out and was playing hide and seek. Not very original, but more fun.We did the entire file twice, looking at the various photos and descriptions. As Cathy was to soon discover, Jamie Taylor was the exception that proved the rule.The girl was fucking Polly Purebread. No one had any dirt on her, she seldom if ever dated, didn’t have vices, got good grades, was a perfect lady at school and cheer, their just wasn’t an opening that she could use. At one point, she considered using her sorry assed brother against her, but she soon learned that Jamie didn’t seem to waste a second on him, wouldn’t raise a finger for him, and most certainly not. . The bluest eyes you've ever wanted to see slowely being closed, the bluest eyes that you soon could no longer see as when you leaned in to kiss him, hoping that behind your own closed eyes indeed he too leaned in, a wish that upon beeing granted made you feel like for a moment, everything was perfect.By that memory, of pressing your small body against his, of how soft and warm his lips were against your own, how his hands slowely traveled down to the round, full behind you had always been. Dad was a work freek and worked all the hours he could doing many spare shifts he was however a good provider for his family which consisted of Mum myself and a younger sister who was 9.My first time took place one New Years Eve, In our house we always for as long as I could remember had a New Years eve party then people would all leave and wander until the very early hours of the morning Mum and Dad always had a babysitter for us so they could join the party fun.However this new year things.