She was extremely selective in her men. She was even more selective in those who made it to her bed. She had a great job, the best clothes, and drove ... Honda- an S2000 not a Civic, so she sure as hell was not going to compromise in the bedroom. Neither did she expect her partners to put up with second best. What she expected, she gave, and pity help the man who didn’t reciprocate. If he couldn’t find her c and g spots he was out of her bedroom so fast both his heads would spin. And if he knew. She was almost in the same position but she looked like something was moving just barely under the blanket. It was then I noticed that she was doing something under the blanket. I moved to the side a bit and she stopped. I paused for a minute to make it look like I was sleeping and then she started again. Now I knew she was rubbing herself under the blanket. I watched her continue then brought my arm down and it brushed up against her back. She paused, then started again. I did the same. Jason went flying back to the wall and struck his head with a resounding crack.The other poker players, including Chad, rushed over to check on Jason. From the very awkward twist in his neck, it was obvious that he was dead! Nothing for it now but to contact the police.It was half an hour before any authorities arrived. The Chief of Police led the contingent. He walked in with a very belligerent attitude and barked, "Whats this I hear about Jason Tolliferro being murdered?"A chorus of shouts. We packed a bag for me, including a few sets of workout clothes and traveled to Mel’s place. It was weird having two places to call home. Not that I really thought of this place as my home, but it was technically half mine once probate was finished. I knew that, while it was a formality and will take many months, it was in the lawyer’s hands.Eliza and George were just getting back from shopping as we arrived, and they greeted us warmly.“There’s really not much in the kitchen to eat,” she.