King arrived first at the smoldering car and was sniffing at the driver’s side door. He gazed at Heather’s lovely body as he finished off his breakfast. Sex He let King back in and noticed that a light snow was falling. This one wouldn’t object to anything that was done to her now. He was going to be her first and only lover. She retrieved a black ribbon tie from the rack in the closet and placed it around the neck of her blouse and tied it in a bow. She was a looker; what a shame that someone as beautiful as her had lost their life here. She had more curves than forty miles of bad road and he knew every one of them. Heather sat down on the bed and slowly rolled her lace-top suntan thigh-hi stockings up her long sexy legs and into place. It was starting to get that tingly feeling. She was almost certain he would propose. Clint now took a large needle and sewed up the sack. He also noted blood dripping from her left nostril and the left corner of her mouth. Even though Heather was wearing her seat belt; she was now being tossed about like a rag doll.
