He used his knee to part her legs and rested his hand on the damp spot. “Such a beautiful girl,” he said, stroking her pussy,. He rubbed over he... bare mound, perfectly smooth as through she'd been recently waxed. The hairlessness was arousing, and he couldn't wait to bury his face between her legs to explore it up close. His erection hardened, and Rachel sighed happily.He pushed a finger inside her and stroked her until she was panting. When a small moan and a "Yes, Daddy," escaped, he. We could go hang out at the mall or... I dunno... go skating..." Not that his current finances could handle much in the way of high living.Erin frowned; those options were 'way too public... "I dunno. Maybe we could just hang out here and watch the tube..."Huh! That was a LOT better -- and not just because it wouldn't cost anything! Best to play it cool... "Sure. What about your mom?" She has to be at work in an hour." Erin grimaced; that wasn't the smartest thing to say with Mom standing right. " We're here about the child pornographer, Preston Phillips." Of course," I said. "I take it he worked off some jail time for you. You were looking to get his supplier or the big buyers or whatever. Fine. Noble. That's why you brought me in. That's why you know I was the second to last person to see him alive." Second to last?" snorted Sweets."Sure. First me and then the killer. The point is you ended up with some unexpected casualties including Preston. By the way, I can't help noticing I am. Once we were done, I grabbed the magazine, The World Traveler, from the counter. I flipped the pages until I saw, “‘The Summer I Learned to Surf’ by The Bookworm.” You could have knocked me over with a feather. But that was nothing until I read this:“When I was 21, I spent a magical summer on a beach in Southern California where I said the stupidest thing I ever could. I told a group of surfers, ‘Any idiot can surf.’ I went on to regret that statement.“I wish to go on record saying if that.