That don’t feel like nothing.” I sneered. “Hmm I wanna fuck.” She raised an eyebrow, eyeing my growing arousal. “Right here. Right now.” S...e wants to … what? My mind reeled. “Where on earth could we possibly have sex in this very public place, Tori? You want to get arrested?” She just giggled as she dragged me by the belt (which was half out of its loops, by the way). “Lookit … here are some bushes. We won’t be seen … though I can’t guarantee we won’t be heard.” “You think this shit is funny?”. "Just let go, my dear," Portia whispered, as she continued kissing the back of her prey's neck."Oh God," Camelia whimpered, the hot breath on her neck, mixed with the finger teasing her pussy making her a confused mess. She wasn't a lesbian and had refused more than a few advances by fellow models who almost all seemed to be either lesbians or at the very least bi. Yet, she hadn't ever been interested in other women before, but at this moment she was no longer sure that was still the case."You. I think I will check that lodging house out again tomorrow, Saturday, when the daughter, who apparently does all the cleaning and bed-making for Gold’s room, is not at school.”“Can, can I come too?”“Of course, Mary,” I said gently, “right now though, we now have a concrete lead, Curly Cavenagh.”“Why is Cavenagh not in uniform?”“It could be that he was over the age of 41, the upper age limit on 3 September 1939, or he may have some disability. I was just short of 41 at the time, but with my foot. I will be working at the club from four till 2 or 3 AM. Maybe you could come in at closing and we could get coffee after. I would pay of course." I'm sorry I work on the midnight shift. But if you get a day off we could go to dinner," he suggested."I would like that. I haven't met any real people yet. Here let me give you my cell phone number," I said removing the pen from his pocket and writing the number on the palm of his hand. I gave him a quick kiss and then got into the car and drove.