In her opinion she was a slut, I told her I didn't think it mattered but I didn't think she was slutty enough. We continued with our new dynamic for a...while as I discovered more about the content on her porn profile. Linda had written a blog about how her husband is completely obsessed with her shaved pussy and that while it's better than having sex she is still thinking of more and there is a link to a video at the bottom. I click on the link and there is Linda in the shower she is all soaped. We were alone in the parking lot. Parking at the base of the trail, the three of us unloaded what little we needed for the day's work; a couple of digital cameras, three one-liter water bottles, Kelly's sketchpad, her box of pastels and some sheets of textured artists' paper. Just in case, Kelly also took along a small foldaway easel. Dividing the load between the three of us, we started up the trail to the top.The sun had passed its zenith and there was a cooling breeze blowing. In spite of. The duty officer simply said, "That because of her age Courtney had to wait 24 hours and then file a missing persons report before hanging up."The fact that Courtney had continued the investigation with out hesitation confirmed that I had made the right choice on choosing her for the Director's position at Frost Borough.The next entry was about the sheriff and his deputies stumbling on the scene at Murphy's house and was in the sheriff's point of view. He had spun the events as if he were. After weighing the thought in her head, Marigold decided it was worth the risk of calling Thule at home. There were plenty of legitimate reasons for her to do so if she was caught. It rang once, twice, three times. Marigold almost lost her nerve and hung up, but there was a click and Thule's voice, "Hello?" Thule," Marigold whispered, "it's me." Oh," said Thule, "oh, hey. Is something wrong?" No," said Marigold, "Nothing's wrong. I just couldn't sleep." And you wanted to talk?" Yes," said.