"Hush, little baby. Don't you cry. You'll be an angel by and by..." Grace knew the song. Every now and again she had heard Greg sing a line or two of ...t while attending to little Allison. However, even though the voice that was doing the singing bore an uncanny similarity to her husband's, Grace wasn't convinced that it was Greg who was doing the singing. The voice, she thought, didn't sound like a man's voice. Rather, its' timbre was more in tune with the melodic contralto voice of a. Roxy paid her, and I settled the bill.We got in the GT, and headed west on I-70 for the next ten hours. We drove by the Pepsi Center, and it appeared empty, so we went on to find the Hilton Denver City Center, one of the less expensive places to stay. It was only three miles from the Pepsi.We checked in, being greeted by a marvelous K-State fan, who was so sorry for my missed three-pointer. As I got the card keys, I asked for some quiet and followed a older Duke fan up to the floor we were. I finally gave in to my urges and ran upstairs to get Louise's panties. Just holding them got me excited. I stripped naked and went to lay on my bed when I realised Louise wasn't it. So I decided I would go to her bed to jack off. This way I could use her laptop to get pictures of her to jack off to, instead of mentally having to imagine her there in front of me. As I reached Louise's room, I noticed a lot of clothes on the floor. A couple of the clothes being more of her panties. I couldn't. He in return told me his security chief had been killed just last night in the same area where I had seen Mr. Boudrie. I inquired if his country still was looking for him, and was told in return they would be very glad to question him about several instances that were still unsolved. I knew immediately that he was a dead man if they found him. I went on to describe Dwight and the other man I had seen in his company, and was soundly thanked for my information. I was also told if I ran across any.