He's now out on bail and we think this book is important enough for him to be looking for her. His name is John Cramer." Would he have any idea that s...e's with you?" No." Good. What I suggest is that you turn it over to me in the office. I'll issue a receipt for it and make arrangements with the Charlotte district attorney. We'll send it up by courier to him or her. It could be very important to their investigation." I'll come by your place tomorrow. You're still in the courthouse, aren't you?". The guys playing pool stopped and walked towards the bar.The bartender asked me to repeat my order. I said it again, only much louder. 'I WANT TO BE FUCKED. HARD AND OFTEN!'The bartender asked me if I was an undercover cop and warned me against entrapment. I stood up and undid my dress and let it fall to the filthy floor. I stood there in my cum soaked panties and asked if I looked like an undercover cop. The bartender said if anyone wants to leave now is the time. No one moved so the bartender. Next week, our feminine neighbor, who no longer looked disgusting to me, called again noisily at my home: “Good morning”. She wasn’t the unattractive woman I saw once, and looked elegant judging by her long legs. I went outside (my house is surrounded by a wall), and asked again what the problem would be. Eunice is tall, I reckon 23 yo., slim, short hair, a Creole like most people in this town (90% population), but I figure out she must be a blending race with natives from another Mexican. Silly me… I am four or five inches shorter than mom and she out weights me by at least thirty pounds. Our descent to hell was interrupted by my bed. As fortune would have it my body fell upon my mother with me wedged between her legs. My left hand found moms right breast, again good fortune I suppose. My right hand was partially under mom as I tried to hold her. My wrist rolled and I yelped. … This is what interrupted me. My mother, being a good mother, tried to protect her child. She managed.