" You're kidding!" It's not like it's a record or anything." Rodney's girlfriend sounded a little catty. She switched to a more alluring tone. "Anyway... I got to thinking how my boyfriend was kicked out of school and my own house in only a couple days, and I asked myself, how lucky can a girl get?" I'm sorry, Wendy. I can't begin to explain it. I hope you will forgive me." He must have thought she was being facetious."No, really, I came here to find out how lucky a girl can get!" Wendy said it. I realized that Carmen had already installed a mirrorin her room, but that I could see the whole roomwithout obstruction. “They’re two-way mirrors, aren’tthey?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.“Yup, they are. So, can you see all right?” she asked.“Perfectly. But I still can’t believe we’re doingsomething this perverted! If my mother knew about this,I’d never hear the end of it! As for Jeff, well I’mafraid to guess what. He touched them. Rubbed them amd the put his mouth on them and sucked them gently. He made some soft moaning noises. When he looked up he was smiling. "Oh Kitten,... your little breasts are so beautiful" Then he looked down at my vagina. "Oh look, you've started to get your pubic hair in now" I looked down too. Yes, there was some hair. Not very much. But what I did have seemed to make Duddy happy. He took my hands and brought me closer. How about you sit on the couch here like this with your. I also got the tag number," she told him. Normally James would have said something about her breach of etiquette, but this time he was glad she had looked in their mother's mind. James knew this could be the only clue they might have to their parents' murderer. Wanting to trace the tag number while it was still fresh in Jackie's memory, James sat down to his computer and began looking for a website where he could look it up. Finding no free ones, James shrugged his shoulders and decided to tap.