What if I scared he shit out of him, then asked him why he killed her. It would likely get tossed, and he would walk. Most likely I would go to jail. ...y guess was that I needed to come up with a better plan. My thinking at that moment was go to the cops then try to get them to keep me posted. I would have to give Sylvia what I had, and suggest that she stay after Jorge through the court system. Not a very satisfying option, I knew. I wanted to give Silvia some closure, and the guy just being in. Without warning, Skip rolled over, rolling Jenny onto her back and coming to rest on top of her. He humped against her vigorously, sucking the breath out of her as they continued to kiss. He reached down between them and unsnapped his jeans, then unzipped them. Jenny slid her hands down inside the seat of his pants and started squeezing his contracting asscheeks. She sucked his tongue rhythmically, drinking his spit.Skip shoved his jeans down, kicked them off, pressed his hot, drooling prick. “That’s rape! You’re a rapist!” Clothilde screamed, but Maurice threw back his head, laughing at her.“It’s not rape. It’s spectral possession. While she possesses your body, it’s hers, her will supersedes yours, and if she consents, it isn’t rape. You could say that she’s renting your body now and then, that’s all. Besides, I’m an archangel now. I’m kinda above your mortal laws now, wouldn’t you say?” Maurice retorted.“I’ll say!” Lilith snickered as she rushed over to Clothilde and shoved her. Her mind ran wild, trying to figure how she’d got herself into this precarious position.After all she was an educated female, having just gained a degree in the Arts at university!But right now she looked like a dumb pre-teen bimbo; ‘cause that’s just how she had got herself up for this date with a paedophile.“Now, undress; nice an slow like.” He murmured.As she obeyed, taking off her sister’s school top and skirt that she’d worn.She realised if he rumbled she wasn’t the girl he’d groomed.