“Well, I’m not here for nothing.” He turned to the police officer, who frowned and nodded. Detective Midnight put on his Sherlock Homes hat that...he adored so much and followed the young police officer, who was now leading him to the scene of the crime. There were ten police cars outside the home, all sirens flashing. From the looks of it most all the police officers were outside, and his escort nodded to one of them and lifted the ‘Caution - Crime Scene Tape’, and let him go under it. He. I felt bad, and Tammy just laughed at me and told me it was okay. I immediately dropped to my knees and started kissing her sopping pussy. I was teasing her clit with my tongue, then I formed a seal around her shaved pussy with my lips and slid my tongue in and out of her, like a cock. She tasted so delicious, she was creamy and rich, with a hint of citrus, and I could not get enough of her juices in my mouth or down my throat. She was looking in my eyes as I licked and sucked her pussy. She. God, she felt good against me. I held her tight and gave her a brotherly kiss on the top of her forehead. She smiled cutely up at me and kissed my cheek.As per usual, the both of us were kept up late by various questions by our parents. Studies, friends, boy/girlfriends, humorous anecdotes, the usual stuff. Finally, before we went to bed, they told us that we were going camping this weekend. There was a big trip with several families from my dad’s work. His boss, my dad, and several other. She believed she had a life of her own. She thought she could live it for her own pleasure. She was independent. Another word she once knew. Or did she?I knew that girl. Or did I? Not really. She was a selfish, silly girl. I remember her like I remember my old friends from high school. Like I know my colleagues from the restaurant. Like I remember my mom, my sis, my real sister, I mean. But I know I am not she. Not now. Not ever do I want to be her, anymore.I am Giselle. I am Angique's girl..