“I replied, I have been thinking of this too.”“Rahul touch me” she urged.I put my fingers between her legs and began to caress the silk pantie... that separated her slit from my fingers. Najma gasped as I began to touch her, I could feel her juices through the material. “Oh Rahul, that feels nice” she moaned. “Najma, you are very wet and horny.”“I know,” she said.She stepped forward pulled down off her top and her red bra to expose her lovely round tits and hard, erect nipples to me. I reached up. Yes, your sex life since you became a boogieman has been lackluster. And your normal social life, but that doesn’t so much bother you. The work is meaningful. Every day you thank whatever dark gods might be real you didn’t end up one of those child-scaring boogiemen parents use to get kids to brush their teeth. It sounds positively miserable. Killing and devouring murderers, rapists, extortionists, the darkest dregs of society, all of whom will never be caught without you … it’s fulfilling. If I can’t make a positive ID on the person and turn the information over to the police, I might still be able to make contact and ... uh ... negotiate a stop.”“Thank you.”“Yes,” said the father. “Thank you very much.” They left. I was already angry with this scum.I was finishing up several projects and had to wait for Daniel to send me the rest of the information I needed, so I couldn’t accomplish much for him that morning. I really wanted to wait until I had all the information he could give. Ryan went to put the back of his lounge chair down when Robbie pulled the bar holding it up and jumped on the top of the chair. Ryan's finger was between two pieces of metal and his finger was smashed. Not only smashed but he tried to pull his hand out of the way and it pulled the finger nail on his left middle finger out by the root."Oh shit! Gosh Damn, Son of a..."Ryan staggered around to a place where he could kneel down. Blood was dripping everywhere he staggered. He was white. I blew the.