It sounded more cute than sexy, but I had no problem with it. On the night we were going to take our photo, the three of us were hanging out in my apa...tment. Bridget looked at Elizabeth and said, “Are you ready for our ‘photo session’ ?” Elizabeth and I grinned at each other then stood. We looked into each other’s eyes with an anticipating smile as we embraced and locked lips in a slow, sensuous kiss. We held the kiss for a full minute while Bridget took photos from a couple of different. Then there is the red folder. Lansing feared this was one case but not one complaint; Lansing had pieced together almost 14 complaints that all sounded similar but impossible. The red folder contained 14 reported cases of suspected rape by some ghost or phantom.Suspected because none of the women in the complaint could say for sure they were raped. They were not drugged or kidnapped, they were in public and surrounded by people, yet ... they all suspected they were raped. None of them could. She came out of the room and began to dress silently."Here," John Blodgett helped her with the zipper of her dress and Quigg collected her shoes and purse. They seemed to want to be quickly rid of her, but she had inherited the stubbornness and tenacity of her New England ancestors and was not about to leave without the thing she had come for."Now," she eyed the brothers-in-law coolly, "when can Ray take over the drugstore? Are the papers ready?"Lee Quigg raised his light blonde eyebrows and. Before she could ride the wave of orgasm she noticed she was just outside the entrance to the farm house and slid her skirt back down. Turning off the dirt track she pulled the car up the gradual slope to the property and came to a stop just outside the barn where another car was sitting with a light covering of dust over the windows and hood.Getting out of her car she noticed by the light film of dust the other car seemed to have been here for awhile and assumed it belonged to MS Richard's the.