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				ADULT MATERIAL.  WARNING!

   	What you are about to read is sexual fantasy intended for
*adults only*.  If you are not of legal age to read or view
sexually-oriented material, STOP HERE.  DO NOT READ BEYOND THIS POINT.
If you are offended by sexual fantasies involving teenage boys and
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   	Copyright 2004.  The Adventures of Shirley Holmes  Private Eye
By Oldman_Winter.  This story is posted here for group members'
entertainment only.  It may not be reproduced for sale or profit in
any
medium.

   	NOTE: This is an erotic short story about characters in a
television series from several years ago.  It lasted only four
seasons, and was about a young girl, (the great grandniece of master
detective Sherlock Holmes) and her friends who solved mysteries and
crimes.

   	The codes are: Mf, teen, 1st time, romance, oral. mf teen
implied. MF incest. MF incest implied.

	This is a complete rewrite of a previous story I posted here.
I read  the comments of a number of authors in ASSD, including the
difference between types of stories.  My past post could be
interpreted as a 'stroke story'.  That isn't what I really wanted, so
this major rewrite, which I hope develops the characters and presents
a better plot. It may be to long or to rambling.  Comments
appreciated.  

	Comments and helpful suggestions for future stories would be
very welcome.  Thank you.  oldman_winter at bellsouth dot net

	There are 7 chapters in this story.


             The Adventures of Shirley Holmes, Private Eye
                            by Oldman Winter
                  The Case of the Assaulted Teacher

                              Chapter one
                     The Crew Start an Investigation


	While reading the police reports in the morning paper, Shirley
Holmes noted that a local high school teacher had been robbed and
beaten the previous day.  Someone had broken into her home and she had
arrived while he was in the middle of cleaning out her small wall
safe. 
The name of the victim was being with held because the newspaper's
policy was not to name victims until the perpetrator had been caught.
Shirley stared at the report with curiosity and disbelief, wondering
who the teacher was.  Without finishing her breakfast, she showed the
police report to her grandmother who looked at Shirley with raised
eyebrows.

      "I do hope you aren't planning on getting involved in this,
Shirley.  Remember what happened the last time you got mixed up in an
assault case.  Your friend's Alicia and Bart were found out and almost
killed by the person whom they were following."

      "Yeah, I know.  We were quite a bit younger then, and not as
cautious as we are now. But now I am a professional, and look for that
kind of thing and make plans for the surprise factor." 

      "Just be careful."

      "Okay, Gram.  I'm going up to my room and check it out on the
computer. Then talk to Bo and Alicia to see if they know who it is."

	"Don't forget, Shirley, I am leaving at eleven to visit my
little brother in Orlando.  I'll be gone for three days.  I should be
back Friday or Saturday.  I may stay a bit longer, but if I do, I will
call you.  Remember, no parties.  If you have company, be sure you
clean up any messes.  And remember your fathers' number one rule, 'no
male visitors in your room after 10 o'clock p.m."  

	"I know, gram.  Don't worry.  I will be fine.  See you when
you get back."

	Her grandmother watched Shirley hurry up the stairs, and with
a rye smile, thought.  'I hope you will be fine dear.  You haven't
started the 'pill' yet.'  Then she walked eagerly to her room.  It was
going to be a fine visit with her brother, oh yes.

	Shirley sat down in front of the computer, turned it on then
picked up the phone to call Alicia while waiting for it to boot.
Alicia Gianelli was one of  her 'crew', along with Bart James, Stink
Patterson, and of course faithful Bo Sawchuck who was also her steady
boy friend. 

	Shirley Holmes, was the great grandniece of the famous master
detective Sherlock Holmes, wanting to continue the tradition of her
distance relative she had trained herself in the science of detective
work by taking four different correspondence schools before she was
fourteen, then spent a year and a half  working part time in the local
police station as an intern, and two years part time with a local
detective agency.  She had qualified and applied for a state
controlled  private investigators license.  It now hung above the desk
in her room along with the four diplomas from the courses, two letters
of commendation from the police department and three certificates for
successful completion of training phases from the detective agency.  

	Prior to that she had solved many elementary problems and
mysteries before she was 10 years old.  She met Alicia and Bart in the
5th grade, and continued her training.  In the 6th grade, Bo Sawchuck
had transferred into her school and was in the middle of another
mystery that Shirley solved.  Since then Stink joined with them, more
often than not creating a lot of the problems they ran across.  

	Then Shirley met the beautiful Molly Hardy, who would later
become her greatest nemisis, and they quickly became arch enemies.
Molly was just as intelligent as Shirley and just as curious, but with
a touch of evil that gave her a major advantage.

	Shirley's 'crew' had remained together through junior high and
highschool in Reddington, Florida, actively seeking new puzzles and
mysteries, some minor, some humorous, and others more serious and
dangerous.  As time and the adventures grew in complexity and danger,
the friendship grew closer among all members.  Bo and Shirley went
from mild rivalry to a serious love relationship.  Alicia and Bart
were always close but now it had evolved into a deeply erotic sexual
relationship as confided in great detail to her best friend. 'Stink'
or Sterling Patterson was still pretty much of a loner and hung up on
Molly Hardy, who took every opportunity to embarrass him.  This just
caused Stink to become more eager to break down her resistance.  

	Shirley and Alicia talked for 20 minutes trying to determine
which of the twenty-one
female teachers was the victim.  They went over each one, eliminating
by looks, marriage status, and most likely to have money.  They
finally settled on six possibilities and agreed to meet in the park at
eleven this morning.  Then she spent 30 minutes on the phone with Bo,
also
discussing the new mystery for all of seven minutes.  The rest of the
time was spent talking about themselves, what they were wearing, and
what they would do on their next date.  They would meet at the park at
11 and talk more about it then. 

	At 17, Shirley had grown up, and filled out.  She was 5' nine
" tall, with 35 inch bust, 24 inch waist, and 34 inch hips.  Medium
brown hair cut just above her shoulders, blue almost grey eyes, wide
sensual lips, and a straight classic nose.  Bo had been in love with
her since
they first met, but had not taken it to the first step of dating her
until he was 16 and she was 15.  They had now been dating steady for
two years, and almost ready to take the next step.  

	It was an hour before meeting her friends, so she removed her
summer pajamas and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.  Looking
in the full length mirror on the door, she saw a tall willowy girl
with long slender legs, slim waist, small rounded breasts with sharp
brown nipples.  Not too bad, she thought, then wondered what Bo
thought of her.  She had only recently allowed him to fondle and
suckle her bare breasts bringing a burning heat to her pussy, and she
was definitely ready to take the next step.  Since then, Shirley had
talked to her
Grandmother, a retired M.D., about starting birth control pills.  Her
Grandmother had phoned in the prescription and they were now in
Shirley's medicine cabinet.  She would begin taking them when her next
period started, which would be in about three  weeks. According to her
mental calculations, the eight days would be the safe time in her
natural body rhythm. With a shiver and sudden burst of heat in her
breast, thought maybe... if it could be arranged... if things worked
out... maybe she and Bo could consummate their love very soon...
tonight? Or maybe... her nipples hardened, and she ran her hands from
her breasts to the small triangular patch of neatly trimmed pubic
hair, caressing and massaging along the way.  Then with a sigh, she
stepped into the shower to cool off.

	Dressed in a white sleeveless blouse, short grey skirt, white
anklets, and white sneakers Shirley mounted her bicycle and headed for
the park eight blocks away.  At 5 minutes till 11 she rode into the
park toward the huge oak tree in the center where the 'crew' always
met. Alicia and Bart were talking quietly as they sat facing each
other, knees touching, hands together.  Stink was leaning against the
trunk looking down at Bo and talking about his latest run in with
Molly.  Bo sat on the ground watching Shirley as she rode up, his eyes
locked on the spread of her legs as she peddled the bike, his mouth
smiling.

	Shirley saw where he was looking and with a shiver of
embarrassment and tickle in her stomach, stopped the bike and looked
at him.  "Bo!"

	"Hi.  Looking good Shirley."  He said with a smile. 

	She looked around at her friends and greeted them.  They
didn't seem to notice the little confrontation between her and Bo, so
dismounted and lay the bike under the tree.  She gave Bo a slight
glare and sat down next to him.  She punched his arm.  "Not funny,
Sawchuck. 
This is not the time or place for that."

	"When and where?"  He whispered, touching her shoulder.

	"Later."  She whispered back.  

	Alicia and Bart finally parted and turned to Shirley.   "Have
you found out anything else, Shirley?"

	"No, Alicia, what did you learn?"

	Alicia smiled before continuing.  Alicia, the Italian, her
Mediterranean olive complexion gave her a nearly golden hue in the
direct sunlight.  "Well, I checked the hospital, but they didn't have
any record of someone coming in yesterday.  So I went to the Police
Station and read the public report.  Shirley, it was one of those on
our list.  Susan Chepley, our English History teacher."

	"Wow.  Nice going Alicia.  What did you find out about her.
All I know is that she is beautiful,  has good taste in the latest
styles, and wears expensive clothes.  She is also a very good
teacher."

	Alicia smiled with pride, took a small notebook out of Bart's
shirt pocket, and started reading notes.  "Bart and I hacked the
school records, got her home town, and birth date.  Then we ran a
background check on her home town public records where we found out
her family is pretty well off, owns a lot of property and sold two
family businesses just last year. Her mother died in 1999.  Her father
is retired and living alone on a ranch just outside of town.  She has
an older brother and a younger sister.  That's about all we could find
out."

 	"You got all of this in only 2 hours?  Alicia, you have really
turned into a heck of a researcher.  That is fantastic.  Let's go over
and check out her house.  If she is home we could try and talk to her,
maybe get a look at the crime scene."

	"Well, Bart did help.  He has ADSL, so was able to do all the
Net checks much faster than me.  Alicia smiled at Bart.  "I also
promised a certain friend that we could spend the afternoon
researching another project that we've been working on, so I won't be
able to go over there today.  Sorry, Shirley."  She and Bart rose and
began walking away, hand in hand. 
	A strange couple, but so appropriate.  Alicia had not grown up
much since their meeting, she was only 5 feet 1 inch tall, but she had
lost weight, now only 90 pounds, and so well proportioned that she
often looked like a living doll.  Bart on the other hand, had shot up
to almost 6 feet, nearly as tall as Bo.  And he too, had filled out
well, but still wore the same style horn rimmed glasses.

	Shirley smiled at her friend's back.  "You've earned it, you
two.  Thanks."  She turned to Bo.  "How about you, Bo.  Care to go see
our favorite English History teacher?"

	"I'm with you, Shirley.  Where you go, we go together."  Bo
smiled at her, then let his eyes drop to her legs as she sat Indian
fashion on the grass.  

	She looked down, and saw her skirt had ridden up revealing
more thigh than she liked to show, and the blue of her panties,
clearly visible from Bo's position.  She looked up at him as she
pushed her skirt down.  "Bo!"

	"Shirley!"

	"Bo!"

	"Shirley?  You know I love blue, your eyes...and other stuff."
He leaned forwards and kissed her nose.

	"Bo?  This is not the place."

	"Hmm."  He smiled.  "But it must be the time?  Where do you
want to go?"

	Shirley looked at him with hesitation in her eyes.  Then she
looked up at Stink, still slumped against the tree, staring out at the
sunlit park.  Lost in his own kinky world where Molly waited for his
advances.  "How about you, Stink?  Want to go with us to see our
history teacher?"

	"Hum?  Naw, I have to go cut Mrs. Cutler's lawn this
afternoon.  Sorry guys."  He moved away from the tree, then looked
down at them.  "Bo's right Shirley, blue is a nice color on you."

	"Stink!"

	"See ya tomorrow."  Stink walked away from them laughing.

	"I'm going to stop wearing skirts when I ride bicycles."

	"Please don't.  I so enjoy the view."


	Shirley looked around, then stood being careful to keep her
legs faced away from Bo.  "Come on, I need to use my computer to check
out some things.  We can go to Miss Chepley's house tomorrow."

	Bo rose and picked up Shirley's bicycle.  They walked slowly
and silently out of the park toward her house with the bike between
them.  Shirley was unsure of what she was going to do, but the closer
they got to her house, the more eager she became to take that final
step to what all the great writers and story tellers said was the
ultimate pleasure.   Her nipples swelled in expectation, and a slow
heat begin to build in her lower stomach.  Her grandmother was gone
for the next three days, and her father was out of town on business
for a month, and of course her mother had died three years ago in a
plane crash in Africa.  As she
took out her key to unlock the door, Shirley turned to Bo and smiled
shyly.  "This is the place."





                         Chapter Two
              Bo and Shirley Start a New Investigation

	As soon as she closed the door, Bo took Shirley in his arms
and they kissed long, deep, and with rising passion.  As they broke
apart, Shirley took his hand and led him silently up the stairs to her
room.  She closed and locked the door, then with rising heat in her
loins, and
her mind made up that this was definatley the time and place, she
turned to Bo.  He watched her and as soon as she turned, he wrapped
his arms around her and they kissed again.  Shirley stood, head tilted
up, legs slightly spread, arms around his neck shivering constantly
from the heat and excitement.  Bo held her tightly against his lean
body,  hers melded to him and they both lost track of time and
surroundings as they savored each other.

	Hours or minutes later they parted, both breathless and dizzy.
Shirley looked into Bo's bright blue eyes, and backed away.  She took
his hand and led him to her bed.  

	Bo moved up behind her and pulled her lean firm body against
him, kissed her neck, then whispered in her ear. "Are you sure you
want to do this?"

	"Oh yes, Bo.  I have wanted this ever since last Friday night
at the park"  

	He raised his hands to her firm breasts and gently squeezed
them between his shaking fingers.  Her breath huffed through her open
mouth, and she placed her hands on his, pulling them tighter against
her sensitive tits as the heat built to almost unbearable intensity.
"I've
wanted it for a lot longer than that." he said against her hair.

	Shirley reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse.  As she
let it slide over her shoulders and fall to the floor, Bo unsnapped
her bra and it too fell to the floor.  Then his hands grasped her bare
breasts for only the second time in their long relationship.  She
raised her head and tried to catch her breath, but everything was too
intense.  She could only huff and gasp her delight as he gently
massaged her swelling breasts, the nipples poking hotly between his
fingers.  Shirley turned and sat back on the bed, looked into his
eyes.  "Undress
me Bo."

	He kneeled at her feet and untied her left shoe, slipped it
off, rolled the anklet down her shapely ankle and off.  Then placed
the sock in her shoe.  He did the same to the right foot, then kissed
the tips of her toes, and continued up the top of her foot all the way
to her knees.  With almost reverent moves, Bo reached over and
unsnapped the button on the right side of Shirley's skirt.  Pulling
the zipper down, he grasped the waist band and pulled it down as she
raised her hips to allow him to remove it. He stared down at her
smooth flat stomach, her pert upstanding breasts, and long shapely
legs.  The blue panties the only thing between him and his long held
fantasy.  "You are beautiful
Shirley.  I do love you so much.  Are you really sure we should do
this now?  I don't ever want to do anything to hurt you or our
relationship."

	Shirley answered by rising off the bed, reached over and began
unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his broad shoulders.  Then
she kneeled and untied his shoes, pushing them off each long foot, and
stood to unsnap his jeans, push the zipper down and pushed them over
his hips to drop around his feet.  He stood in his boxer shorts and
socks as she looked at him from head to feet.  A bulge is his shorts
pushed straight out toward her.  Her body was on fire, the sweat
beaded on her face and chest, rolling down her stomach.  She had never
felt such desire and naked lust before.  "Oh Bo.  I so want to do
this.  I love you more than anything, and I want us to do everything.
I want all of you, and I want you to have all of me." 

 	They kissed again as Shirley pulled him back toward the bed
and lay back drawing him her.  They lay next to each other, as he
kissed her mouth, neck, down to her breasts where he suckled and
massaged them with his tongue, then moved down to her hard stomach.,
licking and slurping her sweat as he went, then tickled her naval with
his tongue.  With shaking hands he began pushing the blue panties over
her hips revealing the small neatly trimmed patch of hair.  Then the
tightly closed slit of her innocense.  He bent over her and touched
her with his tongue, then moved into the tightness and found the
hidden clit at the top.  

	Shirley moved then, gasping and huffing in heat and need as he
explored her.  Her hips humped up against his mouth, now covering her
mons.  She loved what his mouth and tongue were doing to her, but she
wanted him in her, now.   She reached down and pulled his head up to
her as he pushed his shorts down and off, then moved on top of her,
his penis sliding along her thighs as she spread her legs wide to
accept him.   

	He reached between their heated bodies and gripped his penis,
guiding it to her slit, and with a sigh began pushing into her
tightness.   His breathing was fast and deep as he bent to kiss her
again, inhaling and gulping at her tongue and saliva with almost
breathless intensity.  He was shaking all over as he slid deeper and
met the membrane of her virginity.

	Shirley felt the pain as his dick pushed against her hymen,
and knew that it would hurt when he tore through it.  Tears gathered
in her eyes from the pain and the knowledge that she was about to give
her long held innocense to the only boy she had ever loved.  With a
gasp, she humped up against the intruding member, and aided in ending
her virginity.  With a sharp gasp she raised her legs along his thighs
in an attempt to relieve the burning pain, but it didn't help.  She
wrapped her legs around his hips to stop him from moving as she
relaxed her body and let the burning hurt subside.  As she held him
tightly, she could feel Bo's penis deep inside her body and knew that
she wanted this moment to last.  It would never happen again because
she had given him her virginity.  The pain subsided, and a strange
itch began to form, then became a very pleasant sensation as she
slowly moved her body rubbing her embedded clitoris against him, and
let her legs fall back to the bed.

	He slowly moved, humping in and out of the tight slipperiness
of her as his pleasure mounted and began to take over any logic or
resistance of hurting her.  He breathed in hot long sighs and huffs,
as his mouth covered hers and he sucked her into his body.  She was
now
humping up at him as he moved deep into her and their bodies began to
slap in wet slurps and smacks.  They moved in quickening, gasping
breathing and loud moans of pleasure rising to the ultimate feeling of
all time, orgasm.   It was coming too fast for Bo but he couldn't hold
back, the hot intensity knifed from his brain down his back and
centered in his raging dick, then with a long moan, he tensed and felt
his penis pulse his sperm deep into Shirley's body. He almost cried
with the overwhelming intensity of feelings and felt pulse after pulse
drain his balls.

	Shirley knew it was going to be extreme.  It was building to a
point of insanity.  She was almost out of control, which was a feeling
she had never in her life felt.  She had always been in total control
of her body and mind.  Her hips humped in wild abandon as she suddenly
wrapped her legs back around his hips and tried to pull him deeper
into her overheated body.  She gulped air in a useless attempt to fill
her lungs and cried out as her body heat engulfed her, and the
rapturous joy  took her mind into an unknown realm of timelessness.
Nothing existed or mattered except the overwhelming pain-pleasure of
orgasm, and the pulsing member deep inside her body.   

	Time stood still, then slowly began to form again.  Shirley
had no idea how long she had remained in that grey pleasure filled
dimension, but a tinge of pain brought her back to now.  Bo was laying
heavily on her, his still hard penis inside her, and a slight burning
each time he moved.  She put her arms around him and kissed his neck
as he slowly began to lift himself off her hot slippery body.  His
dick pulled out of her leaving an ache inside her vagina.  He lay
beside her on his stomach.  He raised and moved his head to hers.
They kissed and stroked each other in slow loving moves, until they
finally regained breath and energy to sit up.  "Bo, I have never felt
anything like that before.  It was so wonderful."

	"I know.  It was the first time for me, too.  God I didn't
want it to ever stop."  He reached over and stroked Shirley's face.
Tears ran down her cheeks and she huffed in pleasure.  She bent her
head and cried into Bo's shoulder as he stroked her smooth damp back,
and ran his fingers through her dark hair.  He looked down and saw
blood and semen staining his still erect penis.  Bo knew that Shirley
was probably in pain, and he sniffed back a huff as he felt a sudden
surge of regret in the damage he done her.  He tightened his hold of
her, and tears rolled down his cheeks into her hair.  He bent and
kissed her shoulders, then looked into her eyes.  "I am so sorry,
Shirley.  I never wanted to hurt you."

	"I know, Bo.  It's okay.  I wanted this as much as you did."
She stroked his tears away, and slowly stood up.  "Let's wash some of
this sweat away.  Come take a shower with me."

	Bo took her hand and stood.  He looked back at the bed, seeing
blood and semen stains where they had lain.  Shirley looked back and
giggled.  "Guess I had better change the sheets and spread before my r
grandmother gets home.  That won't be for a few days though.  Bo?  Can
you stay all night?"

	"Are you sure, Shirley?"

	"Yes dear Bo.  I have never been more sure of anything.  But,
only if you want to.  I don't want you to do anything that would make
you uncomfortable."

	"I'll call my mother and tell her I'm staying the night with
Stink."  He took her in his arms and kissed her with such passion that
they almost went back to the bed.  

	"Let's take a shower and get some lunch, Bo."  She was
breathless, and torn between making love again, or taking the shower.
She was sore, and knew that it would get better with time.  She hoped
that it would feel better by tonight, when she wanted to make love
again.  

	The shower was long and warm.  They each explored the other's
body with hands and mouth, until the need for another sexual release
was necessary.  Without drying, they went straight to the bed, and lay
together continuing the exploration.  When Bo moved over her, he
gently probed and moved slowly into her slick hot vagina.  She noticed
some irritation when he pushed into her, but the building pleasure
took over, and she began moving her hips against his quickening humps
into her.  Their breathing huffed into each other's mouth, bringing a
light
headed faintness.   This only intensified their passionate grunts and
moans.  It built in wet slapping volume, and heaving moans until their
building  rapture carried them into the time expanding orgasm.  They
remained locked in painful embrace as their once again heated bodies
slowly came down from the lost world of bliss.  

	Bo moved off her, his long penis sliding slowly from her hot
wet vagina, and collapsed next to her.  Shirley lay motionless as his
hand moved to her breast and slowly caressed her.  She sighed in total
satisfaction and slid into a deep sleep of exhaustion.  Bo, turned his
head and watched her for a few minutes then turned onto his side, lay
his arm across her smooth tight stomach in a feeling of protection,
then he too sighed and fell asleep.

	Shirley woke two hours later feeling totally relaxed,
refreshed, and satisfied.  She looked at Bo, and ran her fingers along
his smooth handsome cheek, then lifting his hand from her stomach, she
rose and
moved to the bathroom.  She closed the door quietly, then sat on the
stool and relieved herself, watching the white sperm leak from her
sore hole.  She was sure that her calculations were correct, and her
periods were regular enough that there would be no problems as far as
the rhythm method of birth control was concerned.  She would be safe
for eight days, then she would have to take other precautions.  The
semen dripped for some time, then she wiped herself and rose.  She
stepped into the shower and slowly bathed again.  After drying, she
spread her legs and pushed her finger into her vagina to check
soreness.  Just a slight discomfort, but more of a giddy sensation,
knowing that Bo had been reaming her with his long hot penis just a
few hours ago.  And they had fucked twice already this afternoon.
Shirley moved her hands up and pinched her tender nipples, relishing
the heat that brought them to hardness.   Her stomach suddenly made a
strange bubbly noise, and she was very hungry.

	She opened the door and walked into her bedroom.  Bo was still
asleep, laying on his side, snoring softly.  His nakedness was so
erotic to Shirley that she stood and looked down at him for a few
minutes as heat began to build in her pussy.  She shivered and knew
that she had better get something to eat.  Moving to her closet, she
slipped her light thigh length robe on, and fastened the belt.  She
then bent and shook Bo.  He slowly opened his eyes, then looked at
her.  A smile spread across his face, and he raised up.  Taking her
hand, he kissed her palm.   Shirley smiled at him.  "Bo, I'm going
down to fix some hamburgers for supper."

	He rose and stretched.  Took her in his arms and kissed her
tenderly.  "I'll take a shower, and be down in a few minutes."  He
patted her butt, and walked into the bathroom.  He looked back at
Shirley as she unlocked the door and went downstairs. "God I love that
girl."  He thought with a tickle in his stomach.

	Just as Shirley was removing oven crunchy fries from the oven,
Bo walked into the kitchen wearing her old terry cloth robe.  It
reached to his knees, but the waist was too small, and it when he
walked, it opened slightly in front.  Shirley laughed at the sight,
then emptied the fries and asked him what he wanted to drink.  He
looked down at the robe, and smiled.
 
	"Well, it was all I could find in your closet that even came
closet to fitting me.  What have you got to drink?  Maybe I should ask
if we have plans to go anywhere this evening, before I answer that."

	She looked at him with a smile.  "Do you want to go anywhere?"

	"No.  So let's have some wine with our hamburgers.  Do you
have a nice red wine?"

	"In the wine cooler, next to the fridge.  Pick one out.  I
like a moderately sweet wine."

	After eating hamburgers and fries, they sipped the wine and
looked at each other.  When the dishes were put away, they went to the
family room, turned on the TV and sat together on the large leather
couch.  Shirley curled up next to Bo with her head in his lap.  He
slowly ran his fingers through her hair, and watched some movie as
they relaxed and talked quietly.  Around 8 o'clock, Bo made a call to
his mother to let her know he was staying overnight with Stink.  Then
he called Stink and told him to cover for him if his mother called.
He didn't say anything else, but Stink guessed where he was.  And told
him that if his mother called, he would call Shirley's house to let
her know.  Bo didn't say anything, and just hung up.  

 	Shirley and Bo lay together on the couch kissing and necking
until around 10:30, then went upstairs to Shirley's room.  Shirley
pulled the stained sheet and spread off, then they removed their robes
and climbed into bed together.  They turned the light out and
continued
necking until it led to a round of love making.  Slow and quietly
until the end, when it became a loud huffing and growling finish.
They slept.




   










                         	Chapter Three

                        The Investigation of the Scene


Shirley woke late the next morning.  Glancing at her bedside clock it
was 9:30.  She looked over on the other side and Bo lay on his side
looking at her.  "Hi."  She whispered.  

	He moved over and wrapped her in his arms.  "Hi, yourself.
Are you sorry?"

	She pulled his head down and kissed him long and deep.  "Oh
no, Bo.  This is exactly what I have wanted."

	He moved on top of her, and they joined.  His manhood pushed
into her warm tightness and they moaned in unison as he began the slow
dance of love.  Shirley wrapped her arms and legs around her lover,
moving upward toward his thrusts.  Their breathing deepened and
increased in huffing gasps as their bodies gathered in speed and need.
With shuddering gasping humps they ground into the grey rapture of
orgasm and then relaxed with shuddering spasmodic moves Shirley's legs
fell open and she cried gently against his shoulder.  Each time was
more overwhelming than the last and her lustful desire and love became
more intense. 

	Bo's hands gently stroked her hair, as he kissed her neck and
shoulders, then moved down and suckled her breasts.  She finally moved
her hand down and stroked his hard buttocks as she whispered his name
over and over.  He moved off her and lay against her side his hand now
stroking her smooth damp stomach.  "I am absolutely starving, Shirley.
What's to eat, besides you?"  He said in her ear as he bent over her
and pushed his tongue into her moist hot sex.  He ran his tongue up
and stroked her clit until she shivered, then he moved back and ran
his tongue along her lips.  "I like the way you taste with my sperm in
you.  What do you think?"

	She laughed and pushed her tongue into his mouth.  "I like the
way we taste too."

	They lay together for another half hour then stretched and
moved off the large bed.  "I'll go start coffee while you take a
shower and dress.  Then I'll take a shower in one of the guest
bathrooms and get dressed.  Let's go over to Miss Chepley's house
today.  Okay?"

	He nuzzled her neck and looked at her with a grin.  "Where you
go, Holmes, we go together."

	Shirley got up, retrieved underwear, socks, skirt, and blouse,
then went to the nearest guest rooms downstairs and hung them on a
hook in the dressing area.  She slipped into the same robe she had
worn before and went to the kitchen to start the coffee.  Returning to
the
bathroom she took a long slow shower, dried and dressed quickly.
Finished, she walked back to the kitchen and set out cereal, bowls,
and juice.  Before she could pour coffee, the door bell rang.  She
thought about not answering, but then walked to the door and looked
out the side window.  It was Alicia, standing with her back to the
door, and watching a neighbor across the street mow his large lawn on
a riding mower.  She unlocked and opened the door, saying hi to Alicia
then asking her in.  

	Alicia walked in already chatting away about going to Miss
Chepley's house.  As they walked into the kitchen.  "Alicia, do you
want breakfast?"

	"No, I already ate at Bart's house.  Why are there 2 bowls
out, were you expecting me?" 

	Just then, Bo walked into the kitchen, buttoning his shirt.
"Hey Shirley, who was at the door?"  Upon seeing Alicia standing
behind Shirley, he stopped and with a surprised expression.  "Umm...Hi
Alicia.  How you doing?"

	"Well, Bo!  What are you doing here?"  Alicia looked at
Shirley, who just shrugged.  "Well now, we have a curious situation
here.  Can't say I am surprised though.  How long have you been here,
Bo?"

	Bo looked at Shirley, and smiled.  Then at Alicia.  "Not long.
Just since yesterday afternoon."

	"My, my, my, should I ask what you have been doing?"  She
looked at Shirley, who smiled and  shrugged.  "No, guess not."

	"Well, are we going to Miss Chepley's house today?"  Alicia
looked at Shirley with a wicked smile.  "Or do you have more research
to do?"  

	Shirley smiled back at Alicia.  "Yes...yes we are going to
Miss Chepley's house.  As soon as Bo and I finish breakfast."

	Bo walked over and poured a cup of coffee, then sat down at
the table.  Shirley also poured coffee, then looked at Alicia.
"Coffee, Alicia?"   Shirley poured another cup and set it on the
table, then sat down and looked at Bo.  Alicia sat down and stirred 2
heaping spoons of
sugar into her coffee, and smiled at them.  

	Breakfast was finished in silence. Then Bo rose and told them
that he was going to get his car and would be back in ten minutes.  He
kissed Shirley on the cheek, patted her butt, and waved to Alicia as
he left.  

	"Okay, Shirley.  Tell me everything."

	Shirley smiled and poured another cup of coffee, then sat down
and told her friend the whole story from the previous day when they
parted at the park up until now.  Alicia listened intently and nodded
her head once in awhile, and laughed with glee when Shirley finished.

	"I knew it would happen sooner or later, but I thought you
would wait till you were on the pill.  You told me just the other day
that you were waiting until your period came before you were going to
start.  What happened"

	"This is my safe time, so I decided to just go ahead and do
it."

	"My dear Shirley, there is no 'safe time'.  That is an old
wives tale."

	"Oh no, Alicia.  The rhythm method does work.  I researched it
very thoroughly, and I am safe for another seven days."

	"What then?  Are you just going to quit?  You and I both no
better than that.  Once you start, and like it, you can't stop.  It's
like a drug.  You do like it don't you?"

	"Oh yes, I absolutely love it.  Bo is so loving and tender.  I
had orgasm's every time we made love, and I know it is like a
narcotic.  I don't ever want to stop.  That's why I am going to the
drug store and get a whole case of prophylactics.  We will start using
them during my fertile time."

	"Okay, Shirley dear.  I hope you are right."

	"Well, even if I do get pregnant, it will be Bo's.  That is
all that counts."

	Just then Bo opened the front door and yelled at them.  "Hey
girls.  Your taxi is here."  He smiled at Alicia as he set a small
suit case just inside the door.

	Shirley retrieved her backpack of detective tools and with
Alicia, climbed into Bo's automotive project.  It was a 1968
Volkswagen beatle that he was slowly restoring.  So far he had gotten
it to run, but with some lingering problems which would take many
weeks to fix at
his present rate.  Alicia sat in the tiny back seat and watched with
her usual panic while Bo drove his pride and joy.  It wouldn't go much
faster than 45 miles per hour which suited Shirley just fine since the
seat belts were as old as the car.  It took them 20 minutes to drive
across town to the rather well to do neighborhood.  Shirley and her
father lived in a 28 room mansion, part of the Holmes legasy, but it
was much closer to the downtown area.  Her father used to work for the
state department with his office in Tallahassee, but had retired from
that position and now owned an import-export business here in
Reddington, Florida, a small town just South of the capital.  

	Bo parked in front of her house and they looked over the
neighbor hood with frequent note taking and diagrams.  Shirley made
detailed diagrams of the outside of the two story house and
surrounding areas.  Especially of the trees close to and overhanging
the house.  Alicia got out and walked around the block, making notes
about driveways, storage buildings, fences, and access to the
alleyway.  Bo sat and watched out for anything else that could be
classed as suspicious or out of place.  After ten minutes, they came
to the conclusion that this was just an average neighborhood, for
people with above average income.   Income well above that of
Highschool teachers.   Alicia commented that she must have money from
her family to be able to afford this house.  	
	Shirley nodded and wondered why a young single teacher would
be living in this type of neighborhood, which was built for families.

	They got out of the car and walked up to the front door, along
a winding walkway with fancy plants and landscaping.  Shirley rang the
door bell and looked at the large porch with hanging plants and two
metal rockers with a matching metal table between them.   The door
opened and a tall very slender, young lady looked at them.  The first
thing they noticed was the small blue yellow bruise on her cheek and a
cut on her forehead.  

	"Why Miss Holmes, Miss Gianelli, and Mr. Sawchuck.  What are
you young folks doing here?"

	Shirley smiled and spoke for them.  "Hello Miss Chepley.  We
were in the neighborhood and decided to stop in to see our favorite
teacher."

	The teacher looked at her and smiled.  "Yes I am certain that
is the only reason Shirley. What can I do for you?"

	Shirley looked at Alicia, then cocked her head.  "I think you
know that we are curious about what happened to you, and would like to
talk to you about it."

	"Yes, knowing the three of you, I figured that was the reason
for your visit.  You may as well come in.  I know you won't be
satisfied until you know everything."  She stood aside as the three
young investigators entered the cool interior of her house.  "I want
you to know right now, I am really not interested in having you kids
wander around my house in your silly investigation."

	Shirley looked at her out of the corner of her eye and made up
her mind that she would definitely go out of her way to find out all
the details of this crime.  Now it had become a challenge and she
resented this teacher for her comments.  "We wont take up much of your
time, Miss Chepley.  We were just concerned that you were alright."
Shirley nodded at Alicia and Bo to keep her attention while she would
be looking around.  "Miss Chepley, could I use your bathroom.  It was
a long ride over here in Bo's old car."

	The teacher pointed down the hall.  "First door on your left,
Shirley.  Come children, we'll sit here in the living room while I
tell you what happened, then you can leave."

	As soon as they entered the living room, Shirley quickly
walked down the hall looking in all the rooms, and with cool
efficiency checking for a wall safe.   Putting on rubber gloves, she
quickly and quietly made her way up the stairs.  Checking those rooms,
she finally found it in an upstairs linen closet.  It was very well
concealed, and would be difficult for the average thief to find, which
raised a large question mark in Shirley's mind.  It had taken her ten
minutes to find it, and she was an expert at finding these type of
things.  She pulled out the amplified stethoscope and spent another
two minutes opening the safe.  Indeed a very good safe.  She could
open the average home safe in under fifteen seconds.  Quickly going
through the contents, she found many papers that a common thief would
have taken, and in a well hidden back panel she found a very large sum
of money still in bank wrappers indicating fifty five thousand
dollars.  Shirley was astonished and became very cautious about what
she was finding here.  She carefully used the brush and bottle of
fingerprint powder to find and tape all finger prints inside and
outside the safe.  Then she
carefully wiped the powder away, and replaced everything exactly as
she had found it. She checked every detail as she carefully backed out
of the closet.  Shirley removed the rubber gloves as she hurried down
the stairs and into the bathroom.   Entering, she quickly took a small
bottle from her backpack and sprayed it liberally near the toilet.
Then she flushed the stool and washed her hands.  The spray bottle was
a little item she had gotten from Stink's parents novelty store called
'spray-a-fart.'  
	She then noisily exited the bathroom and walked into the
living room.  It was there that she saw the other wall safe, the one
the thief had obviously opened.  It confirmed the fact that there were
two safes as per her research.  She catalogued each detail she could
make out from her position.  She was sure that Bo and Alicia had
gotten all the details about it. Everything she had found out offered
new wrinkles in her evolving theory. 

	Alicia was writing down everything that Miss Chepley was
saying, and Bo was asking the questions.  They knew exactly what to
ask to keep someone talking and distracted.  As Shirley entered, she
apologized.  "I am so sorry, but I don't feel very well.  Could I get
a glass
of water, then I think we should leave." 

	Miss Chepley rose and with a look of concern on her face led
them to the kitchen.  She got a glass out of the cupboard and handed
it to Shirley.  When Shirley nodded, Bo stepped forward and asked the
teacher a question about something outside the window.  When she was
properly distracted, Shirley quickly dusted the glass and retrieved
some fingerprints with the majic tape.  Then made a show of removing a
pill from an aspirin bottle in her backpack, and rinsed the glass then
drank deeply as she swallowed the tablet.  At the same time her eyes
moved from the table to the sink in a quick assessment.

	As they passed the open door of the bathroom on their way to
the front entrance, the distinctive odor was obvious, and Bo turned
his head aside in embarrassment.  Alicia glanced at Shirley but kept
walking, and Miss Chepley merely stared straight ahead.

	As they walked to the car, Bo looked at Shirley and asked with
concern.  "What's the problem, Shirley?  Are you alright?"

	Shirley removed the bottle from her backpack and sprayed it
toward Bo with a laugh.  "Okay?  I am fine.  Thank you for your
concern."

	Alicia laughed almost hysterically.  "You had me fooled too.
I wondered what was taking you so long.  My God, twenty minutes?  Poor
Bo was running out of questions to ask."

	"I found the other safe upstairs, that was so well hidden it
took me ten minutes to find and another two minutes to open.  Then the
other safe in the living room.  There is something really strange
going on here.   She began to explain in detail about the upstairs
safe and what she found.  Then she asked them what they had found out
about the
downstairs safe.  Alicia handed her the notebook and Shirley quickly
read the details that Miss Chepley had provided, which was not much.
The details were almost the same as the police report, but with just
two differences.  Miss Chepley explained how she had come home from
the grocery store and entered the house.  Then had walked in on a man
going through her safe.  As soon as he saw her, he had knocked her to
the floor, then taken all the money and jewelry from the safe and ran
out the front door.  She didn't know how he had gotten in, since the
police couldn't find any evidence of forced entry.  The amount of
money missing was about $450.00.  The jewelry consisted of  two
diamond broaches, a pearl necklace, and a large diamond ring that had
belonged to her mother.  Value of the jewelry was estimated at
eighteen
thousand dollars, which was insured.  

	Shirley shook her head and muttered about insurance.  "I was
so hoping that it would be a common robbery, but now it looks like
conspiracy.  Valuables like this jewelry should have been in the
upstairs safe.  I am afraid our dear teacher may be a crook or in the
process of becoming one.  We need to find out who her accomplice is,
if there is one."

	Bo looked at Shirley.  "What about her injuries.  Would she do
that to herself?"

	"I don't know, Bo.  I hope I am wrong.  I don't want her to be
a thief."

	Alicia shifted in the back seat and snorted.  "Besides, good
teachers are hard to come by."

	They finished the trip in silence.  Bo drove up the driveway
to Shirley's house and around in back to the garage.  He looked at
Shirley. "What are we going to do now?"

	"We have some pictures to develop, fingerprints to compare,
and I want to think about this for awhile.  Bo, would you develop the
film and print the pictures while Alicia works on the fingerprints?
I'm going to walk down by the doll house with Mr. Watson and do some
thinking."

	Bo nodded and took the film out of her backpack.  Alicia took
the plastic bag of fingerprints and climbed out the back seat as
Shirley walked around the front of the car to Bo's side and wrapped
her arms around him.  "Thanks...lover.  I'll be about 30 minutes, then
come up to help you."

	Shirley opened the back door and yelled for her dog, Watson.
He was getting very old, and had the run of the house,as well as the
fenced in back yard.  As he slowly walked up to her, she snapped the
leash on his collar and they ambled across the back yard to the large
'doll house'.  She sat with her back against it as Watson curled up
with his head laying on her lap.  Shirley tilted her head back and
closed her eyes.  All the facts, notes, observations, and what
evidence they had accumulated buzzed around in her head.  She began to
organize, catagorize, and fit each item and fact into it's appropriate
slot.  It took her 45 minutes, then she opened her eyes, looked
around, and smiled.  She stroked Watson behind the ears, then rose and
they
walked back to the house.  

	Alicia was sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of
coffee with the collected fingerprints laid out and labeled in front
of her.  Shirley poured a cup of coffee, then sat down at the table.
They sat looking at each other for 5 minutes, then Bo walked in with a
handful of 8 X 10 inch prints.  He poured a cup of coffee and joined
them at the table.  

	"Nice pictures, Shirley.  Very detailed.  And very erotic."
Bo laughed and kissed her forehead.

	She looked down at the pictures and remembered that she had
taken some of Bo when they had been together last Friday at the park.
They showed Bo when he was bent over picking up a piece of trash, then
another one of him taking off his shirt, and another one with him
throwing a baseball to Bart.  She smiled.  "Sorry.  Forgot about
those.  How are the pictures of the safe?"

	"Pretty good.  That's a lot of money."

	"Yeah.  That's what I thought too.  How about the
fingerprints, Alicia?"

	"Also, pretty good.  You got a match of Miss Chepley on the
glass and the safe, but there is another set on the safe that isn't
her's."

	"Good.  I was hoping for that.  I have reason to doubt that
she did this of her own accord.  I think someone else it involved and
possibly forcing her to do it."  She looked at Bo, and smiled
seductively, "How would you like to go on a stakeout with me tonight?"

	Bo looked at her, kissed her cheek.  "I can't think of
anything I would want to do more."

	"Alicia, why don't you go see Bart and get him up to date on
what we know.  Also, see if you can find out if Miss Chepley is
involved romantically, and with whom if she is.  If not, then anything
else you can find out about her and her family.  Call me on my cell
phone if you find out anything."

	"What?  Now?  Aren't you going to fill me in on what you will
be doing tonight?  And when Bart and I should relieve you?"

	Bo smiled at Alicia.  "Bye Alicia."

	Then Alicia's eyes lit up with understanding.  "Oh...okay.
Got it.  See you guys tomorrow."  She rose and left without another
word.

	They finished their coffee, then Shirley rose and took Bo's
hand.  "Let's go up and check some stuff on my computer."

	She closed and locked her bedroom door, then began unbuttoning
her blouse.  She hung it neatly in the closet, then kicked off her
shoes and unfastened her skirt, and hung it next to the blouse.  Bo,
meanwhile had brought his suit case up, then was quickly removing his
clothes.  When they were both naked, Shirley sat down next to him on
the bed.  "We can take a nap now, because we may be up quite late
tonight.  Okay?"

	"Nap...right.  I would rather make love a couple of times,
then if we have time, take a nap.  How about you?"

	"Sounds like a plan to me."

	They lay back and began to neck, but not for long.  They both
were eager to begin the real stuff.  Bo moved over her and let his
hard cock find her sex, then they moved together.  He lay between her
long legs, his penis fully embedded in her hot pussy and they kissed
with
rising passion.  After a long time he moved, pulling out slightly as
she raised her hips to follow his withdrawal.   Now familiar with her
needs, he was slow and methodical.  He would grind his groin into her,
trapping her clitoris and bringing a heat deep inside her throbbing
body.  

	Shirley looked up at his deep blue eyes and watched the slow
building of his fire.  His face grimaced as he sped up his thrusts
into her slippery heat, and she knew he wouldn't last long, and the
spasms of her vagina telegraphed her rising need.  Her legs rose and
locked around his thighs as she huffed and growled, humping her hips
against him in her own heat.  They gasped together, locking their
groins together, then with spasmodic humps screamed their mutual
orgasms.   A long time later, her legs dropped to the bed, and they
lay together, neither wanting this moment to end.  Their hips would
grind, then relax. And with long huffing sighs they rolled apart.  

	Shirley lay spread eagle in the center of the large bed as Bo
lay next to her, on his side his right hand laying across her sweating
stomach.  He massaged her smooth muscles, and moved his head to her
shoulder, kissing her, and licking the dripping perspiration from her
neck, not wanting to lose contact with any part of her.  

	Their eyes closed and they drifted into sleep.  





















                          Chapter Four

             The Surprising Discovery and Mystery Solved
 

	At nine o'clock, Shirley and Bo sat silently in her car, a
2003 dark blue Dodge Durango. There were three sets of seats.  Two in
front, three in the center, and a split bench seat in the back that
folded down for extra storage.  They were in the back seat, Bo sitting
up
with Shirley's head laying in his lap as she stretched out.  A cooler
set on the floor between them and the center seats with drinks, and
sandwiches.  A large thermos of coffee was on the fold down table on
the seat in front of them.  

	They were parked in the alley just behind Miss Chepley's
house, right up against the back of the garage of the house just
across the alley from her yard.  Luckily there was no fence around the
teachers house, so they had a clear view of the back door, the garage,
and the rear windows.  A light was shining out of the first story
windows, just to the left of the back door. They knew from thier
earlier visit that it was the kitchen.  

	Bo was doing the watching, while Shirley slowly sucked and
licked on his hard dick.  They had been here for an hour now, and Bo
was caressing her hair and face while she sucked his long hardness
almost down her hot throat.  His hips began to thrust at her face as
he was
quickly approaching the hot orgasm.  This was the first time she had
given him a blow job and was finding it pleasant since it was Bo.
Just then he humped and bent at the waist as his dick spewed his sperm
into her hot mouth.  She sucked and swallowed gustily, as his
eruptions slowed and then dribbled.  When he finished, she raised up
with just a few drips running out of the corner of her mouth.  He
quickly pulled her to him and kissed her long and deep, sucking some
of his own sperm from her.  "God Shirley.  That was wonderful.  It's
the first time anyone ever did that to me."

	"I'm glad Bo.  I wanted to do it."  She looked at him, hoping
that he wouldn'g ask her if he was her first blow job.  She didn't
want to lie to him.

	She took a paper towel from the roll in her backpack, sitting
on the floor in front of them and wiped her mouth and face.  Then
pouring a cup of coffee, she sipped it, then sat back and lay her head
on his shoulder.  He put his arm around her and they sat watching the
house.  He took the coffee from her hand and sipped some.  An hour
went by, the kitchen light was still on.  

	Bo stretched and kissed her neck.  "Want me to return the
favor?"

	"Are you sure you want too?"

	"Oh yeah.  I want to see what you taste like."

	Shirley raised her hips, pulled her panties down and dropped
them on the floor, then turned sideways on the seat with her legs
spread wide.  Bo bent and raised her skirt out of the way, then dived
face first into her moist hot hole.  His tongue moved up and down her
slit as she humped slowly at his face.  Then he found her clit and
began to suck and lick it just as she had done him.   It swelled and
pushed out of the miniature sheath, almost like a tiny penis and she
moaned and huffed with each touch of his hot tongue.  She was much
faster than Bo, and was thrashing all over the seat as he held her
hips and soaked in her heat and humidity, until with a hump and
squeezing her thighs around his face, she huffed and groaned her
orgasm into his mouth.  Shirley went limp after a few minutes of
spasms against him and lay back with her head against the window.
"Wow.  That was fantastic, Bo."

	He raised up and smiled through his shiny reddened face, then
took a paper towel cleaned his face.  "You telling me.  You taste
really great, Shirley.  I thought you were going to drown me for a
minute, though.  I didn't know girls put out that much cum."

	Both temporarily satisfied, they lay back to catch their
breath and recover.  Headlights suddenly appeared in the driveway and
just as suddenly went out as a car moved up the drive and stopped in
front of the garage.  It sat there for a minute until the automatic
garage door
rose, then drove into the garage.  A couple of minutes later, the side
door opened and a figure moved toward the back door of the house.   

	Bo and Shirley fully alert now, waited for a full five minutes
after the back door closed, then cautiously got out of the Durango and
slipped silently to the kitchen window.  Standing about three paces
back from the window, Shirley slowly raised up until she could see
inside.  Miss Chepley was standing by the kitchen table with a
determined expression on her face listening to a man who stood two
paces from her with his hands on his hips.  He was talking very
sternly at her.  Bo was just below the window, with the tape recorder
mike held against the glass.  

	Shirley ducked and moved to the next window and raised up to
look at the face of the man.  At first she was startled, then realized
that it must be Miss Chepley's brother.  The resemblance was uncanny.

	He shook his hand at her, and she brushed it aside and yelled
back at him.  "I don't care what you say.  I can't go through with
this, David.  It's not right that we try to get the insurance to pay
for the jewelry."

	"Susan, you know you'll do what I tell you, so why argue about
it?  I need a hundred thousand, and Dad isn't going to give it to me.
You don't have to do anything.  I'll fill out the claim forms, and you
just mail them.  When you get the money, I'll take it from there.
Come
on Sis, let's not get mad at each other."

	Miss Chepley sighed and shrugged.  "Oh David.  Okay.  Let's
just go to bed.  I am tired of all this, and my face really hurts."

	David moved to her and took his sister in his arms.  "I know,
sweet heart.  We just had to make it look real.  It hurt me to hit you
like that, you know it did.  Let's go upstairs."

	They left the kitchen, turning the light out as they went.
Then the lights downstairs blinked out as they made their way to the
stairs.  Shirley and Bo looked at each other with questions in their
eyes.  Shirley nodded toward the side of the yard and whispered.  "The
tree on the west side it easy to climb, let's see what happens.  That
looked really weird to me."

 	"You telling me.  They look like brother and sister, but sure
don't act like it."

	They made their way to the tree and Shirley went up first with
Bo staring upward as she easily climbed it to the porch roof that ran
around the house, then Bo followed with a knowing smile on his face.
Shirley had forgotten to put her panites back on.  Shirley watched him
climb up behind her, and smiled at him as he looked at her.  Or had
she forgotten.  She flipped her skirt up at him, and he knew she
hadn't forgotten.  

	The light was on in the master bedroom upstairs, so they
quietly crawled to the window.  Shirley raised up and looked in.  The
Venetian blind was down, but like most people, it was drawn so that
the people inside couldn't see out, but those outside could look in
easily.  She shook her head and thought that a teacher should realize
that.  Miss Chepley was standing at the closet unbuttoning her blouse,
then dropped it in a clothes hamper just inside the door.  She kicked
her shoes off and unbuttoned her skirt.  Letting it drop to the floor,
she stepped over it, then bent and picked it up to drop it into the
hamper.  Bo was fidgetting and moved up close behind Shirley,
spreading his legs so her butt pressed back against his growing
hardness.  They both watched very closely as the teacher stripped then
Bo gasped as she unsnapped her bra and threw it into the hamper.  When
she pushed her yellow panties over her hip, he moved his head against
Shirley's and slowly pulled her skirt up.  
	Miss Chepley stood naked looking at herself in the full length
mirror, then turned and they saw her full frontal.  She was beautiful.
Her pubic hair was cut very close, and in the shape of a heart.  She
had the most perfect breasts that either of them had ever seen.  Bo's
mouth dropped open and he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

	She walked slowly to the bed, and looked over her shoulder
just as her brother walked into the room, also naked.  Bo almost fell
backward as the brother walked up to Susan Chepley  and put his arms
around her waist, pulling her to him.  They both saw his long hard
dick poke between her legs as they walked slowly to the bed.  Their
teacher turned and the siblings kissed, slow, deep and with great
passion.  They lay back onto the bed, and continued their lovemaking
as Bo and Shirley sat outside the window watching.  Bo's hands stroked
Shirley's bare ass, and he would have pulled out his dick and stuffed
into her if he thought he could without noise.  But he knew tha it
would be almost as noisy out here as it was inside, so he just held
her close as his hips humped at her. 
	In almost an afterthought, Shirley took her camera out of the
backpack and began taking pictures.  She was using the silent shutter
35 mm spy camera with auto advance and high speed black and white
film, so knew that even in low light they would have clear sharp
photos.  The two teenagers watched with growing lust as their teacher
and her brother slowly made love.  It took them a long time to finally
reach the point of huffing, grunting, slapping lust, then with hard
fast grinding, they both gasped and fell shivering into the wonderful
bliss of rapture.  They lay coupled for a long time, until Shirley
thought they had fallen asleep, then with a long sigh he moved off of
her.  She turned to him and they kissed with long deep sucking sounds.
He rose after a few minutes and walked over to turn off the light.
Shirley watched entranced as he made his way back to the bed in the
light of the street lamp drifting in through the blinds.  He lay
beside her then they moved together again, and began the long slow
rise to ultimate love again.  

	Shirley dropped the camera into her backpack and moved slowly
backward indicating to Bo that it was time to go.  He quickly moved
back to the tree and climbed down.  Shirley followed as Bo again
stared up at her bare butt.  They stood on the ground for a minute
staring at each other.  "Damn, Shirley.  That was hot.  Incest.
Damn."  He reached down and rearranged his bulging dick as they slowly
silently made their way back to Shirley's car.

	They sat in silence in Shirley's car for ten minutes, both
lost in thought and trying to get thier breathing under control.  Then
Shirley's cell phone rang, causing them both to jump.   She raised it
with shaking hands. "Hello!"

	Bo heard Alicia's amplified voice.  "Shirley, are you guys
still at Miss Chepley's house?"

	"Yes, Alicia.  Have you found out anything?"

	"Not much.  She doesn't have a boy friend that we can find.
Her fathers name is Harold Chepley.  Brother is David Chepley, and
sister is Carolyn.  Sister is engaged to a high school sweetheart, but
the brother is single and has never had a girl friend either.  He has
had a
problem with gambling, though, but that is all we can find out."

	"Okay, Alicia.  We found out quite a bit tonight.  Come over
to my house tomorrow morning.  We have a good idea what happened."

	"Give, Shirley.  What did you find out?"

	"Tomorrow.  First thing in the morning.  Bye."

	"Okay.  Bart and I will be there."

	Shirley hung up, then dropped the phone back in it's mobile
holder.  She looked at Bo.  "I would never have believed it.  That is
so weird.  I wonder what we can do to straighten this thing out?"

	"Shirley, they are in love.  They won't listen to reason."

	Shirley looked at him.  "Yeah.  You are right.  I don't listen
to anyone trying to tell me anything about you.  So, you have a point.
Let's go to my house and think about this."

	"I'm with you, Holmes."  Bo bent over and kissed her neck.

	They drove to her house in silence, Bo resting his hand in
Shirley's lap, his finger slowly caressing her thigh.  She parked the
Durango in the garage, and they walked to the back door, up the stairs
to her room undressing on the way.  When they closed her door, they
moved to the bed and coupled with such intensity that their bodies
were slapping and sliding, with grunting huffs and deep sighs until
with shivering moans they ground together and groaned into each others
mouth.  The action they had watched with such rapt attention had
driven them into the quickest orgasm so far.  Shirley moved on top of
Bo, and with him still inside her, they slid into a deep sleep.  











                         Chapter Five

                       Resolving a Few Problems

	Sometime during the early morning hours, Bo woke and found
Shirley laying on her side facing away from him.  He moved closer to
her, and let his enlarging penis slide between her thighs to rest
against her moist pussy.  He moved up against her butt pushing deeper
into the hot canal, putting his hands around her and pulling her
tighter.  Shirley's hands went to his and she sighed, parting her
thighs slightly to give him better access, then pulled her legs up so
he could get deeper into her.  Her breathing increased as he slowly
moved with his eyes shut and just enjoying the unlimited access into
his adorable partner.  She must have drifted into sleep then woke
suddenly as a violent orgasm racked her body with shivering and
groaning, as her butt pushed back against his groin.  Heavy spirting
sperm filled her as he grunted and banged her butt in his own
fulfillment.  Still embedded in her hot wetness, he slid into sleep
again.  

	Shirley woke again and looked at the clock.  It was 9:30 and
the doorbell was ringing.  Bo was still tight against her, his dick
swollen and inside her.   She jumped when the doorbell rang again, and
pulled away from her lover.  She quickly got out of bed, and put on
her light
robe.  She knew it was more than likely Alicia and Bart.  

	Bo turned over, his dick still engorged and sticking up as he
opened his eyes and looked sleepily at Shirley.  "Was' up,
girlfriend?"

	"We have company.  I think it's Alicia.  I'll go let her in
then be back to get dressed."

	"Okay.  I'll go back to sleep for awhile."  He grinned at her.
Then sat up and moved off the bed.  "Guess I better get dressed now."
He looked at the clock.  "Jeez.  I didn't know it was that late."

	Shirley went quickly down the stairs holding the short robe
closed as she looked through the window to make sure it was Alicia.
Opening the door, she let Alicia and Bart in the door. 

	Alicia looked at Shirley, and wrinkled her nose as she walked
by.  Bart smiled at her, his eyes traveling from the open neckline of
the shorty robe to her upper thighs below, then with a low whistle
followed Alicia.  
	
	When they reached to the kitchen, Shirley nodded a the coffee
pot. "Put some coffee on, Alicia.  I'll go up to get dressed and be
right back."

	Alicia looked at her and laughed.  "You better take a shower
too, girl.  You smell like a whore house.  It's a wonder Bart hasn't
jumped you, what with the way you smell and a robe that shows
everything you have." 

	Shirley laughed and patted Bart on the head.  "Ha.  Wait till
you hear what we saw and learned last night.  We didn't get back here
till after one this morning.  Then Bart may get hot for something
else."

	Shirley hurried up to her room, opening her robe and sniffing
at herself.  She didn't smell anything, but then she had been laying
in it for the past eight hours, and some of it was even running down
her thighs. As she entered the bedroom, she heard the shower running
and
walked into the bathroom, dropped her robe and stepped into the shower
with Bo.  He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her long and deep,
then took the soap and began to slowly wash her.  

	Ten minutes later, they stepped out of the shower and dried
each other.  Shirley bent over the sink to brush her teeth as Bo moved
his groin against her firm rounded buttocks and brushed his.  Another
ten minutes passed before they left the bathroom, and found Alicia
standing by the bed.  

	"Well, what was I to think.  Maybe you had a heart attack or
something.  It's been almost a half hour, you know?"   She laughed.
"You two just forget about everybody else when you're together, don't
you?"  She looked at their nudity and smiled at Shirley.  "Now I know
why you love that guy.  He's got a pretty big dick.  Hurry up will
you?  And you should really open a window.  The sex is so heavy in
here, you can hardly see across the room."  Alicia turned and giggled
as she walked out the door.

	"I knew I should have locked that door."

	They laughed together, then dressed quickly.  Bo's clothes now
hung in Shirley's closet.  His socks and underwear were now in her
dresser with hers.  "You know, we are almost married now, don't you?"
He said as he patted her butt.  

	Shirley stood on her toes and kissed him on the cheek.  "Is
that something that you could live with?"  

	He kissed her back.  "Oh Shirley.  I could live with that so
easily.  That would be my fondest dream come true."

	She smiled at him.  "Me too.  I've got to tell you something,
later."

	They walked in the kitchen and smiled innocently at Bart and
Alicia.  Bo poured coffee for himself and Shirley then sat down next
to her.  "So?  Has Shirley told you what we saw last night?"

	"No.  That is why we have been waiting for the last forty five
minutes."   Alicia shifted in her chair and smiled at Bo with a
sparkle in her eyes.

	Shirley drained her coffee, then leaned on her elbows as she
began the story of what happened the night before.  Bo had retrieved
the tape recorder from Shirley's backpack and played that while they
explained what they found.  When the recording ended, Alicia looked
curiously at them, and tilted her head.  Then Shirley continued to
tell them they had climbed to the porch roof and what they saw.
Alicia's eyes lit up as they described their teacher disrobing, then
when they reached the part where David walked into the bedroom naked,
Bart's elbows slipped off the table and he nearly sprawled on the
floor.  Alicia's mouth dropped open, and she giggled hysterically.  

	"You have got to be kidding?"  Alicia burst out.  "Incest?  I
don't believe it.  My God."

	"I have the pictures, Alicia.  I just didn't have time to
develop them last night."  

	"My God."  She sat with her mouth open, then closed it and
looked at Shirley.  "Well, that would explain a lot."  Then she shook
her head and sighed.  "Okay.  What now?"

	Bart giggled, then looked at them.  "You have pictures?  I
have got to see those."

	"Bart!"  Shirley laughed. And punched him on the arm.  "No way
are you going to see them."

	Bo looked around the table, and started to tell them what he
and Shirley had discussed this morning in the shower.  At which time,
Bart's arms slid off the table again.  "Do you have pictures of that?"

	"Bart?"  Shirley yelled.

	"Well, jeez.  Can't I see any pictures?"

	Bo laughed and patted his friend on the back.  "Later, Bart.
Trust me.  But right now we have to come up with a solution to help
Miss Chepley and her brother.  Shirley believes it can be done, but it
is not going to be easy, and I agree.  Okay, Miss Holmes, it's your
meeting."

	Shirley sat forward, and began to explain her plan.  The
meeting lasted for two hours with many questions and partial answers
presented.  Half way through the meeting, Shirley ordered a Pizza, and
the problems were forgotten while they ate and joked around.  Then
with individual jobs assigned, it broke up until all the questions
could be answered.  Another meeting was scheduled for that evening.  

	Bart and Alicia left together, deep in discussion.  Bo sat
back and looked at Shirley. "Okay, now what are you going to tell me?"

	Shirley looked at him with a very serious expression on her
face and sighed.  "Bo, you know that when two people start a sexual
relationship, certain precautions should be taken to ensure that the
girl doesn't get pregnant.  Well, I was going to begin the 'pill'
after my next period which starts in 20 days."

	She hesitated as Bo's face lit up.  "You mean you could be
pregnant right now?  We have been making love a lot for the last
couple of days.  God, Shirley, that would be so beautiful."

	When she saw his reaction, she touched her fingers to his
lips, and breathed a sigh of relief.  "I am so glad that you aren't
mad. But, it is highly unlikely that I am.  I have been timing my
periods with the 'rhythm method of birth control, which means that the
past three
days and the next five days is my safest time.  Starting in eight days
my fertile period will begin and last for about 14 days."

	He looked at her, then sighed.  "Well, okay.  I was kind of
hoping that the chances were really high that we could have a baby
now."  He touched her cheek.  "Do you think we could just forget about
birth control and go like we have been doing for the past two days?"

	"I would like nothing better, my dear Bo.  But we are both
going to college next year, so it is better that we wait till we are
out of college.  Maybe."  She looked deep into his eyes.  "Let's think
about it, and talk more later.  Okay?  Starting next week we will have
to begin using condoms for the next month.  I picked up some yesterday
when I went to the drug store."

	He looked at the floor.  "Well, if you insist, but it won't be
the same.  I was just beginning to get used to having my way with you
in unrestricted sex."  They both laughed and kissed lightly.

	Shirley made another pot of coffee, and they sat down at the
kitchen table to discuss the Chepley case and see if they could come
up with a solution.  Two hours later, they went up to develop the
pictures they had taken. 

	"So, what are you going to do with these pictures?"

	Shirley looked at him out of the corner of her eye.  "Well, I
definitely am not going to put them in my usual case history files.
This is the first time I have taken XXX rated pictures and wanted to
make sure I didn't foul up in the excitement.  If they do turn out ok,
then I will put them in my ultra private files, the same place I have
some of your pictures and my own personal notes."

	"Hummm.  I didn't no you had private files.  Can I see them?"

	"When we finish developing these, I will show you.  You need
to know where all my files are."

	Forty five minutes later, they came out of the dark room and
went into Shirley's laboratory.  Spreading the pictures out, Shirley
was surprised at how sharp they were and how erotic.  Bo whistled and
shook his head.  "I thought they looked hot in the dark room, but out
here they are absolutely burning the paper they are printed on."

	"Yeah.  A lot more than I thought they would be.  Bo?  I don't
know if we should keep these.  Maybe we should destroy them and the
negatives?  They are so intimate.  What if someone gets copies of
these?  They could ruin Susan and her brother."

	"How good is your file cabinet?"

	"No file cabinet is perfect.  Mine is just well hidden."

	"Maybe we should just keep a copy for the secret files, and
destroy the negatives? Would that make you feel better, Shirley?"

	"I guess that is why I put so much trust in you, Sawchuck.
You are just as honorable as I am."

	They smiled at each other.  "What else could I be?  Look who
my mentor has been since we were in the 6th grade.  You."

	Shirley looked up at him with a wide smile on her face.  "That
is the nicest thing any one has said to me."

	Then the telephone rang.  They both jumped and Shirley looked
at the phone like it was a snake, then she caught her breath, and
picked up the receiver on the fifth ring.  "Hello."

	She listened and looked at Bo, with relief.  "Hi, Gram.  How
are you?"

	She held the phone away from her ear so Bo could listen in.
He moved to her side, unbuttoned her blouse and slowly massaged her
swollen breasts as he listened.  "Shirley dear, what have you been up
to for the past few days?  Not having parties or overnight guests are
you?"

	"Of course not Gram.  You know me better than that.  How is
you visit with Uncle Bradley going?"

	"Oh we have been having a great time.  Catching up on all the
family gossip and things.  I just wanted to make sure you doing okay."

	"I'm doing fine, Gram."

	"Well, I will be here for another few days.  Just wanted to
let you know and make sure you are okay."  Shirley heard a strange
sigh on the other end, then her grandmother cleared her throat.
"Shirley, are you sure you aren't doing anything you shouldn't?"

	"Whatever could you mean, Gram?"

	"You know what I mean.  Did you decide to have sex with that
young man of yours?"

	"Grandmother!"

	"Sorry dear.  Something about the way you acted when I left
gave me the feeling that you may decide to do that."

	"Humph."  Shirley grunted.  "You should be ashamed of yourself
for even thinking something like that."  Then Bo pinched her butt
rather hard, and she looked at him.  His eyebrows were raised, and he
motioned to the pictures spread across the table, and her eyebrows
shot up.  "Grandma?  What have you and Uncle Bradley been doing these
last few days?  Are you sure you aren't feeling guilty about something
and decided to call here and embarrass me?"

	The other end was silent for a long time, then her grandmother
sighed.  "I'll see you in a few days, dear.  Don't do anything I
wouldn't do, if you know what I mean.  Bye."  Then she hung up.

	Shirley smiled at Bo.  "Do you think they were really doing
something like that?"

	"Oh yes, my dear.  Couldn't you hear it there toward the end?
But, I bet she won't say anything about us when she gets back.  Now
back to what we were talking about, Holmes."

	She turned and looked at him with a smile.  "What's that
Sawchuck?"

	"We have at least three more days to play house.  How about we
make it permanent.  What say we get married and make a baby next
week?"

	Shirley looked at him as tears came to her eyes.  She got up
and sat in his lap.  "Oh Bo. That is the sweetest thing anyone ever
said to me."  She kissed his lips and ran her finger tips over his
face. "Thank you.  But, you know we are still too young.  Let's wait
till we at least start college.  Then we can talk about it again."
She kissed him again.  "If you really feel that way, we can at least
go to the jewelry store and get a ring set."

	He looked at the clock.  It was 3:15 in the afternoon.
Patting her butt, he kissed her neck again.  "Let's go.  We just have
time before Alicia and Bart get here for the afternoon meeting."

	Shirley looked at him.  "Really?  You want to do that?"

	He rose and buttoned up her blouse, as he pushed her toward
the door.  "Right now!  That way you can't back out.  And everyone
will know that you are not available."

	Shirley grabbed her car keys off the hook by the door and they
ran to the garage.  He took her keys and pushed the door button on the
remote.  As he backed out, he looked at her with huge smile on his
face.  "I have eight hundred dollars in my checking account.  We'll
use that for the down payment, and finance the rest."

	"I can pay for it, Bo.  I have over five thousand dollars in
my account."  

	"Oh no, Holmes.  I have to do this."  He took her hand and
kissed her fingers.  "You keep saving up, though.  You can pay for the
honeymoon."  

	Shirley bent toward him and kissed his cheek.  "You got a
deal, Sawchuck."

	They entered the jewelry store and walked right up to the
wedding ring counter.  Bo looked at her, and touched her fingers.  "No
backing out now."

	She bent over and scanned the sets.  She knew which one she
wanted as soon as she saw it, and pointed.  "That one."  The lady set
it on the counter and Shirley picked up the engagement ring.  It was
relatively small, with a half caret main setting and six small
diamonds
around it set in solid gold.  The wedding ring had two half caret
diamonds set in a smaller gold ring.  She looked at Bo, and smiled.
The mans ring was a heavy gold ring with one small diamond set in the
center of a raised flat area.  

	"Is that the one."  He smiled and watched her eyes.

	"Oh yes."

	He took the engagement ring and slid it onto the third finger
of her left hand.  "Too late to back out now.  You are mine forever."

 	She hugged him and tears ran down her face as he kissed her
tenderly.  Turning to the girl, he smiled.  "Write it up."  He didn't
even look at the price. 

	Bo filled out a credit application and signed it while the
girl wrote up the receipt, placed his drivers license and a Visa card
on the counter and waited.  A man came out, scanned the application,
wrote the information from the license and credit card on it, then
asked if he
wanted to put anything down.  Bo took out his check book and wrote out
a check for eight hundred dollars and pushed it across the counter.
The man smiled at him, and went to the back.   Fifteen minutes later
the man came back had Bo sign the contract, and gave him the receipt.
They shook hands and left the store.  Bo looked at the contract and
smiled, not as much as he thought it was going to be.  He could well
afford that.

	Shirley walked closely beside him, her arm wrapped in his,
holding her hand up and staring at the ring.  "Bo, you have made me a
very happy woman." 

	He squeezed her arm and held her closer.  "Just want you to
know for the record, Shirley.  I love you."

	She stopped and turned to him.  "I love you too, Bo."

	As they turned in the driveway of the Holmes mansion, Bart and
Alicia were sitting on the front steps.  Bo parked behind Bart's Ford
pickup and they walked up to the door. Alicia rose and smiled at them.
"Well I thought you guys were lost in time upstairs or something like
that."

	Shirley unlocked the door and they entered, heading for the
kitchen.  "Naw.  We just had to do some shopping."  Shirley put her
left hand on the table in front of Alicia.

	Alicia looked at Shirley quizzically, then glanced at her
hand.  Her mouth fell open and eyebrows raised.  "Shirley!  Is that
what I think?"

	Shirley smiled at her friend.  "Oh yes.  Bo and I made it
official today.  You are the first to know."

	"Oh Shirley."  Alicia stood and put her arms around her
friend.  "I am so happy for you."  Then she backed away.  "And so
damned jealous!"  She turned and yelled.  "Bart?  Get your butt in
here!"

	Bart and Bo walked in smiling.  "Hey Alicia.   What's up with
you?"

	Alicia raised Shirley's hand to Bart.  "Notice anything
different?  Isn't that beautiful? Hint...hint..."

	Bart turned to Bo.  "Yeah.  It is really a nice one Bo.
Congratulations old buddy."  Then he turned to Alicia.  "I have always
wanted to marry you.  You know that.  You were the one that didn't
want to commit."  He looked at Bo and Shirley, then smiled with a
feeling of guilt in his eyes.  "I really feel great for you and Bo,
Shirley."  Then he looked at Alicia.  "You told me that why should you
commit to one person, when there's a whole world of dicks out there
that you wanted to try."

	Alicia turned and looked at the floor.  Tears rolled down her
face as she wept.  "I know, Bart."  She cried.  "But I didn't really
mean it.  I only said it because I wanted to be the tough girl, and
make you want me that much more."

	Bart took her in his arms and held her tight, kissing her
tears away.  "Tomorrow we go to the jewelry store and get you one,
too.  Okay?"

	Alicia squealed with delight.  "Oh Bart.  Okay."

	Shirley and Bo sat down and smiled at each other as Alicia and
Bart continued to hug and murmur together.  Bo sighed and got up to
get coffee.  "Are we going to have a meeting or not?  I can think of a
lot of things we could be doing if not."  

	"Okay guys."  Shirley raised her voice to let them know she
was ready to get down to business.  "Bo and I have come up with a plan
that we would like to go over with you."

	Everyone quieted and sat down at the table.  Alicia took out
her notebook while Bart put his hand on her hip and waited.   Shirley
began the discussion, laying out the details as she and Bo had
discussed in great detail.  When she finished, they discussed
variations and modifications, examining every option.  Finally, after
an hour, they sat back and had Alicia read the final plan.  It turned
out to be almost identical to what Shirley had originally proposed.
Then they agreed to meet here at Shirley's house in the morning and go
to Miss Chepley's house to confront her with the crime, and the
resolution.

     



                                                       
     
                         Chapter Six
                    
                       The Presentation


	 The door bell was ringing.  Shirley opened her eyes and
looked at the clock.  Nine O'clock.  She looked at Bo, who held her
cuddled in his arms, his long dick still embedded in her wet
tightness.  "We are going to have to get to sleep earlier, Bo."

	"Or sleep all night."  Bo whispered as he slowly pulled his
penis from her.  The blocked semen and sperm began running out of her
then, and she relished the still hot wetness running down her thighs.

	They both laughed, then said together.  "Remind me to set the
alarm next time."  They laughed again.  "I'll go down and let them
in."  Shirley giggled as she slid out of  bed and felt the slick white
sperm still draining from her vagina.  She looked down and saw the
whitish crust in her pubic hair and upper thighs.  Damn, had they
fucked that much last night.  She didn't really remember how many
times, just that she had so many orgasms and felt such deep rapture
for what to her, was nearly all night.  She was still tired but
completely satisfied.    

	She walked to her closet and put on the same shorty robe as
the day before, then headed downstairs, tying the robe lightly.   She
opened the door to let Alicia and Bart in.  

	Alicia stopped and looked at the loosely tied robe and
sniffed.  "When are you going to set your alarm so you can take a
shower before we get here, Shirley?"  Then she laughed and shook her
head.

	Bart stepped back and looked her from head to toe, hesitating
at her breasts and midsection.  Then he bent and made a great show of
sniffing from her belly to her neck.   "Hot and sexy, Shirley.  Bo is
such a lucky son of gun."  He reached out and touched her naval. "An
outy.  They are pretty rare, did you know that?"

	"Bart!"

	He laughed as he hurried to catch up with Alicia.  Shirley
followed them to the kitchen.  "Sorry again.  We'll be right down."
Then she hurried up the stairs to her room.  She locked the door after
entering and went to the bathroom.  Bo was just stepping out as she
walked in. She kissed him lightly, then dropped the robe and stepped
into the shower. 

	Fifteen minutes later, Bo and Shirley walked into the kitchen
together.  Bo got coffee for him and Shirley, then they sat down
facing Alicia and Bart.  "Okay.  We'll take my and Alicia's cars to
Miss Chepley's house, then make our presentation.  Bart, you sit on
the dining chair just inside the living room door, Bo will sit on the
leather chair near the dining room entry.  Alicia will sit to my right
on the large leather couch.  That will leave only the other leather
chair facing the couch.  If her brother is there, we will insist that
he join us.  I hope he is, because that will make the whole thing much
faster.  Any questions before we leave?"

	Ten minutes later they were on their way.  The trip went much
faster this time, than with Bo's car.  Shirley pulled almost all the
way into the driveway, and Alicia parked in front of the house.  When
she and Bo got out of her Durango, Shirley walked up to the garage and
looked in.  Two cars were there, Miss Chepley's Jeep, and a Ford
Mustang, both new.  Then Shirley hurried to join Bo walking slowly to
the front door.  They met Alicia and Bart on the large porch, and rang
the doorbell.  Miss Chepley opened the door and raised her eyes to the
roof.  

	"What do you kids want now?  I thought you got all the
information you wanted the other day."

	Shirley smiled at her and stepped forward.  "Could we come in
Miss Chepley.  We know who committed the robbery and would like to
talk to you about a few things."

	Miss Chepley's eyes grew wide and her face took on a
definitely white pallor as she looked at Shirley, then moved aside,
allowing them to walk in.  Without asking, they walked into the living
room taking up their assigned places.  Shirley sat down on the large
leather couch, and Alicia sat down next to her.  Miss Chepley
automatically sat in the only chair left. Then Shirley stood and moved
around behind her.

	"Miss Chepley?  Is your brother David here?"  

	Susan turned slowly and looked up at Shirley.  "What are you
talking about.  No one else is here."

	"Who does the Mustang in the garage belong too?"

	"What?  What Mustang?"

	"There is a Jeep and Ford in the garage.  The Jeep belongs to
you.  Who owns the Ford?"

	She was beginning to get very nervous, as she looked up at
Shirley and her hand shook as she tried to hide it in her lap.  "What
ever are you talking about Miss Holmes?"

	"Stop stalling.  We know all about the safe upstairs, the
fifty thousand dollars, the stocks, and what you and your brother do
together.  Want me to continue?"

	"No."

	"Call your brother down here.  We need to talk about what is
going on, and what can be done to take care of everything.  We are not
here to hurt or embarrass you, Miss Chepley.  We just want to help,
believe me."

	Susan Chepley looked up at Shirley, and saw the sincerity in
her face.   She got up and left the room.  

	Shirley went back to the couch and sat down next to Alicia.
Bo nodded at her and smiled.  She was unsure if Bo and Bart could
handle David Chepley, but she hoped so, because that was the
intimidation factor in case David decided not to co-operate.  She and
Bo had seen David, and although he was well built, he was short and
just a little fat around the middle.  Bo had assured Shirley that he
could handle him if he decided to get unruly, and Bart was the safety
backup.

	Susan walked back into the room with her brother right behind
her.  Shirley stood up and introduced Bart, Bo, and Alicia, then
waited to see what Susan and David's reaction would be.  He walked
over and shook hands with Bart, then Bo, and smiled at Shirley.  He
retrieved
a chair from the dining room and sat down next to his sister. He
looked at Susan, then turned to Shirley.  "Susan told me you know
everything that is going on.  How?"

	"That's what we do.  I'm a private investigator and these are
my associates."  

	"You are just kids right out of highschool.  How could you be
a private investigator?"

	"I have completed four different correspondence schools in
Private Investigation.  I was an intern at the police department for a
year and a half, then worked with the Hamilton Investigative Agency
for two years.  Upon completion of those formal training programs, I
qualified for and applied for my Private Investigator License.  I
received it along with my fire arm license three months ago."  She
handed him  her Florida State Private Investigator I.D. card with
badge.  "So, yes I am a licensed private investigator.  And yes we are
all just out of high school, but that does not mean that we don't know
what we are doing."

	He stared at the I.D.  And handed it back to her.  "I'm sorry.
It's just hard to believe that people so young could have credentials
like this."

	"We are not here to cause any problems.  We just want to help
one of our best high school teachers.  Although the police did
investigate, they could not find anything wrong.  But since we don't
have to operate under the same restrictions and procedures that the
police do, we found a number of things that didn't add up.  So we dug
a little deeper and discovered some things that would do damage to you
both if anyone else found out."

	"What are you talking about, Shirley?  What kind of things?
What kind of damage are you talking about?"  Susan had a touch of
panic in her voice and was near tears.

	"Let me start at the beginning.  When we first saw the police
report in the paper, we were concerned for you.  Prior to coming by
here, we did a quick investigation on the Internet of public files and
records.  Then we looked deeper in some areas for details.  Then we
came by and while here, my friends caused a little distraction while I
went on  a private tour of your house.  I knew that you had contracted
Ohio SafeCo to install your safe, since it was in the purchase
agreement when you bought the house.  Their trademark is dual safes,
the main safe and a give-a-way.  We knew the safe in the living room
was the give-a-way, so I searched for and found the hidden safe
upstairs and opened it.  Inside of course was the money and stock that
I mentioned before.  I found finger prints and compared them to yours.
There was a set that were not yours, so we decided to see who else had
access to the house.  That is when we discovered your brother, David
who stayed here on a number of occasions.  Upon further investigation
we discovered that you two were involved in more than just an attempt
to collect insurance money for the missing jewelry.  The actions that
you were involve in privately are looked at with disfavor by most,
shall we say 'moral' citizens, and also most of the courts."

	Susan's face went white, and she looked at her brother.  He
patted her hand and put his arm around her shoulders as she bent her
head in shame.

	David looked at Shirley.  "So what are you going to do?  I
suppose you want money to keep quiet?"

	Shirley stood up and with her hands on her hips, looked down
at David.  "This is not blackmail.  I already told you, we just want
to help.  Now, if you are interested, I will outline our plan."

	He smiled.  "Sorry.  Just exactly how much do you know about
...us?"

	Shirley sat down and leaned forward.  "That you two are
lovers.  And by most peoples standards, incest is highly frowned
upon."

	Susan's face went from white to red, and she bent over at the
waist as if punched.  "Who else knows?"

	"Just us, right here.  And no one else will find out about it
if you will follow our plan.  It is probably more involved than
necessary, but will work very effectively.  You could go on like you
are now, but the chances of you being found out are high, and for a
teacher career ending."

	David sighed and leaned back.  "What do you suggest."

	Shirley took a deep breath.  "To handle the gambling debt that
David has built up will require both of you to make major sacrifices.
You have fifty five thousand in cash, and by cashing in the stock will
bring that up to seventy two thousand.  This house is worth a hundred
and eighty thousand, but you owe a hundred and twenty thousand.  By
selling it, you can net another sixty thousand.  That will let you pay
off the gambling debt and have thirty two thousand left.  Do not file
an insurance claim for the jewelry.  It is reported as missing, so you
will have to put it in a position to be found, but so it does not
reflect or cause any suspicion toward yourself.  We can handle that if
you want us too."

	"Now David, you are going to have to move to West Virginia or
Louisiana for three to six months while you change your name and
transfers social security number, drivers license, credit cards, and
all other accounts to your new name.  Preferably a name from a
relative on your mothers side of the family, which would cause the
least suspicion.  Your mothers maiden name for instance.  Also, you
will have to ensure that you don't start gambling or accumulating any
other debts while there."

	"During that time, Susan will sell this house, and move to
South Carolina or Mississippi.  You can get a job with any school
district  in either of those States very easily.  You can use the
thirty thousand to put down on a small house there.  You can start
talking about your fiance living in another state, but getting ready
to join you."

	"As to whether you tell your family, that is up to you and if
you think they will accept your relationship.  Our feeling is that
they probably will not, so breaking with them may be the only option.
You two will have to be the judge of that."

	"Now, as for David's living expenses while changing your name,
that can be the proceeds that we can get from the jewelry.  You will
also have to get a job.  Try something like school janitor or if you
think your credentials will meet the requirements, even a teaching
position.  That would make it very nice for the two of you when you
get together again."

	"That can take place when David's name change is complete and
Susan is pretty much established in the new town.  David will move
there, and you two can get married if that is what you desire, or live
together.  The latter is not recommended for teachers, however."

	"That is the plan.  As I said, very involved.  You will have
to decide for yourselves if it is preferable over other alternatives.
Any questions?"  Shirley sat back almost breathless.

	David and Susan stared at her with disbelief on their faces
during the whole presentation, then looked at each other when Shirley
finished.  They sat quietly staring at each other, then David turned
to Shirley.  "Can we talk about this for awhile?"

Shirley nodded.  "Take your time.  Do you want us too leave, or how
about if we order lunch while you discuss it upstairs?"

	They both rose and without a word walked out the door holding
hands.

	Shirley rose and looked around.  "Okay.  I guess that means we
order lunch."  They all walked into the kitchen while Shirley used her
cell phone to order pizza and drinks.  It was thirty minutes before
the pizza was delivered, and another thirty minutes for the four
friends to
finish it.  During that hour it was very quiet upstairs.  Bo looked at
Shirley and raised his eyebrows.  Shirley nodded with a smile.  Bart
had watched them in the exchange.  "That's what you took pictures of.
Isn't it?  What they are doing up there?"

	Bo looked at Bart, then at Shirley who broke out laughing.  Bo
nodded.

	"Why can't I see the pictures?  Everybody gets to see the
pictures but me."

	They wondered around downstairs, looking in cupboards and
closets.  Alicia took notes and drew diagrams.  Bo checked out the
refrigerator and made a sandwich, then passed out cold drinks to the
others.  Bart sat in the living room, sulking.  Alicia came in several
times and sat in his lap, whispering and kissing him until he finally
cheered up.  It was another hour and a half before they heard moving
around upstairs, then the toilet flushed, and ten minutes later
Susan and her brother came back downstairs.

	Bart and Bo took up their assigned positions as Shirley and
Alicia stood behind the couch talking quietly.   David walked in with
his sister beside him, both looking happy and flushed.  They sat down
and David looked up at Shirley.  "Susan said you were smart.  We
discussed your plan in great detail, and we agree that it is probably
the best thing for every one."  He held out a large manila envelope.  

	Shirley took it and placed it in her back pack.  "So, when do
you want to start?"

	Susan sat up and cleared her throat.  "As soon as possible.
We think it would be best to get everything started so we can settle
down."  She smiled at her brother.  "David is going to leave for
Louisiana first thing Monday morning.  He has some money to get set up
there then I will send some more money from selling the stock.  He has
a degree in History, so will get a job there while he waits for
everything to clear after changing his name."

	"I will take care of paying off his gambling debt here after
selling the house.  We have extra money in the bank here and in St.
Peterburg, so I will move to Mississippi as soon as I take care of
things here and sell the house.  I'll be able to put quite a bit more
than thirty thousand down on a house there, but we don't want to be
apart for six months.  So, we would like to get your input on
something."

	"Do you think it would mess anything up if he came down after
getting his name changed officially and we get married, then he can go
back and finish the rest of the things?"

	Shirley thought about it for a few minutes.  "If you can't
wait, there would probably not be a problem, the variables are pretty
much open to different interpretations.  The only thing is, be very
careful about talking to other people and letting it slip out that
your name was changed.  Some states are very much against incestial
marriage.  I
chose West Virginia, South Carolina, Louisiana and Mississippi because
they seldom check peoples background for that kind of thing.  It would
make it easier to travel back and forth to see each other during that
time."

	Susan smiled at her brother and they hugged.  "Thank you so
much, Shirley.  You have brought up things that we would never have
thought about or even attempted.  We didn't know where to start."

	"Well, we just wanted to help.  And from what we learned, you
were heading into a lot of trouble if you had gone through with your
original plan.  We are going to leave now, so be sure to sit down and
plan every thing on paper, so you won't make any mistakes and do
something to draw attention to yourselves.  The less anyone knows
about you, the better off you will be."

	"We'll take care of letting the jewelry be found, so the
police can return it too you.  Then sell it if you need the money, or
whatever you want."    They all got up to leave, and Shirley turned to
them. "If you need anything, or just want to talk or go over anything,
give me a call." 

	She handed Susan one of her cards.  It said.  'S. HOLMES
INVESTIGATIONS' Then her cell phone number.

	David came to the door and touched Shirley's arm.  She turned
to him.  "I just want to thank you.  I do love Susan more than
anything in the world, I always have, ever since we were kids."

	Shirley smiled and touched his cheek.  "I know."

	As they walked to the cars, Bo put his arm around Shirley.
"You are something else, Holmes.  I always knew you were cool under
pressure, but you didn't flinch when he challenged you in the
beginning."

	She punched him in the ribs.  "Outside maybe, but my stomach
was churning then, and I almost threw up."  She laughed.  "Wouldn't
that have been a sight?"

	Bo drove back to Shirley's home, parking in the garage.  Then
they walked to the front door and met Bart and Alicia.  Alicia pulled
Shirley aside.  "God I am drained.  That was really great.  I need a
good fuck now, so Bart and I are going to a motel for the rest of the
weekend.  If my folks call, tell them I am out by the pool and will
call them later.  I'll call you when we get the room number."

	"Alicia.  You can stay here.  We have ten bedrooms you know.
My father and grandmother are both out of town.  You can use one of
the downstairs guest rooms.  That way you won't be lying."

	Alicia looked at her friend.  "Are you sure?  We get kind of
loud sometimes."

	"Come on.  You will be all the way on the other side of the
house."  She giggled.  "Besides, I may want to fuck Bart."

	Shirley unlocked the door and they all entered.  She took them
down a long hall on the west end of the house and opened a door.  It
was a large bedroom with sitting area, TV set, couch, chairs, table
and even a desk.  Off to one side with a pull around curtain was the
bed,
large and soft with lots of blankets and pillows.  A door on the right
led to a large bathroom with tub and separate shower, table, chair,
toilet, and two spacious sinks.  

	Bart waked around the room and smiled.  "Damn.  This is a
suite.  The only thing it doesn't have is a fridge."

	Shirley walked over to a cabinet and opened it.  "One mini
fridge.  It even has beer in it. Sink over here.  Sorry, no stove.
You'll have to come to the kitchen to eat."

	"Make yourselves at home.  You know where the kitchen and food
is.  If you get hungry fix it yourself.  You are on your own.  There
are robes in the closet, but nothing else.  You will have to furnish
your own clothing.  If you need anything else you can't find, the
intercom is on the wall by the door.  My room is number 3, your number
is 12.  Any questions?  The pool is always open, you know the
combination, and swim at your own risk. If you get really lonely call
us, otherwise have fun and enjoy."

	"Shirley?"

	"Yes Bart."

	"Why haven't you invited us to stay here before?"

	Shirley smiled.  "My father and grandmother haven't been gone
at the same time before. And I couldn't have Bo here before."

	"Ah.  Thank you, Shirley."

	"You are welcome, Bart."

	Bo and Shirley left them, closing the door and walking hand in
hand down the hall, up the stairs to her room.  They looked at the
large comfortable, still ruffled bed, and began undressing.  With
their clothing scattered from the door to the bed, they rolled
together and
lost themselves in lust.  











                                                       
          
                         Chapter Seven

                          Case Closed


	Shirley woke and looked at the clock, 7:20.  She didn't know
if it was morning or evening, then noticed the flourescent dot next to
AM.  She was tight against Bo, front to front. Her left leg was
wrapped over his right, and his long penis was pushed up in her
vagina.  His sperm was still leaking around him, from the heat that
was shot into her grasping tightness just a few hours ago.  She sighed
and moved tighter against him.  His arm pulled her even tighter and
they moved slowly against each other, the heat building once again.  

	Bo's face moved down to nuzzle her neck and ear. Then he
whispered to her.  "I want to take you from behind."  

	Shirley smiled and kissed his shoulder.  "Umm.  Sounds kinky.
You want my ass?  Or just rear entry?"

	"Have you ever had it in the ass?"

	"Have you ever had me there?"

	"You know I haven't."

	"Then what do you think?"

	"Umm.  Sometime soon then?"

	"Whatever and whenever you want."  She whispered to him, with
a tinge of guilt, but at least she didn't lie to him.

	She pulled away, his dick sliding from her heated pussy.
Turning onto her stomach, she spread her legs and felt him move over
her.  Then his dick pushed against her anus, and she mumble to him.

	"Wrong hole, unless you want it now."

	He slipped down, and pushed into her slippery, hot, tight
puss. She let out a low moan and humped her butt back against his
groin.  Pulling her waist up with one hand, he raised up to his knees
and pushed deeper into her.  Shirley groaned and pushed back against
his thrusts, then they were in sync, and began moving in slow even
movements, letting the storm gather, and build.  It took many minutes
for the heat to rise, then they sped up the movement until their
breath was gasping and heaving.  Then they held it at that point.
Moving only enough to ride the long flow of passion.  When their
bodies were
pouring the sweat onto each other and the sheets, they let it over
take them and carry their minds to the brilliance of rapture.  They
collapsed and slipped into numbness.  Then Bo rolled off her back, and
they turned to each other.  And slept.

	Sunday went quickly it seemed, then Monday rolled around and
the kitchen suddenly saw all four friends together in the late
afternoon.  Bo and Shirley sat eating a late lunch when two bedraggled
imitations of human beings entered.  Bart was dressed in the same
clothes he wore
on Saturday, his eyes bloodshot, mouth curled down in a scowl, and his
hair combed straight back.  Alicia had bags under her eyes which were
also bloodshot, mouth turned up in a smile, and hair still wet and
combed straight down.

	Shirley jumped up and stared at them.  "Gees.  Should I call
911?  Are you two alright?"

	Alicia, sat down and looked at her.  "Huh?  No. We are okay.
Just been kind of floating and busy, the last few days."  She looked
at Shirley, then Bo.  "God.  I haven't fucked that much in all my
life.  I don't think we stopped from the time you guys left.  We just
got so
hungry we had to come and eat.  Woman can't survive on cum alone."
Then she giggled. Bart joined in and they looked at each other.

	"I love you Alicia."

	"I know Bart.  And I love you too."

	"You guys sit down and I'll fix you some food."  Shirley
busied herself making sandwiches and iced tea, then set them in front
of her two friends.  Bo helped himself and sat down next to Shirley.
"So, do you have clean clothes in the car?  Or do you want to wash the
ones you have on?"

	Alicia looked up.  "Hum.  Yeah, there's some in the car.  I'll
go get them."

	"No.  You stay here.  You would scare the neighbors to death
going out there like that. I'll get them, give me the key."

	Bart flipped the keys onto the table and sighed.  "Thanks.  I
don't think I could make it out there either."

 	Later, Bart and Alicia left, looking a lot better.  Shirley
and Bo went back to her room and didn't come out until late Tuesday.
Bo went to his home then, but came back a few hours later with a suit
case of his clothes.  They spent the rest of the evening putting his
clothes away in her room.  Shirley's grandmother would be home at any
time now, so they weren't sure how they would handle that yet.
Shirley finally decided that they would just continue the way they had
been for the past seven days and let the chips fall where they may.
They did start
using the condoms that Shirley had stocked up on, just to ensure that
no mistakes would be made in that respect.

	On Wednesday Shirley's grandmother walked in while they were
sitting at the kitchen table in their pajamas.  She looked from one to
the other, and immediately saw the difference in both of them.  She
saw the total commitment in their eyes and knew that she could nothing
to change anything.  She took a glass and filled it with wine, then
sat down across from them.  

	"I presume you both have discussed the situation, and made the
appropriate decisions that you will live with?"

	Shirley held up her hand with the ring.  "Oh yes, Gram.  We
know exactly what we are doing."

 	"I thought I saw that in your faces.  Let's wait until your
father returns before we tell him anything.  Okay?"

	"Of course Gram."

	"Now tell me about that teacher that you were so worried
about.  What was the outcome?"

 	Shirley and Bo spent the next three hours telling her about
the whole adventure, filtering some of the more grainy parts, but not
with holding the fact of the brother sister love and plans for
marriage of them.  Her grandmother listened in rapt attention, and
added her own
compliments or the resolution.  Then sometime after midnight,
Shirley's grandmother went to bed after giving them both a big hug and
goodnight kiss.  Shirley and Bo, smiled at each other after she left
and went to their room.

 	They spent most of the next day completing the file of the
Teacher Case, separating which pictures and evidence would be
included, then placed it in the hidden filing cabinet.

 	The following week they took the jewelry, which and been
thoroughly cleaned and put in a cloth pouch.  They went to a neighbor
hood park, two blocks from Miss Chepley's house and placed the pouch
with just the end of the necklace sticking out to shine in the grass
near a bush.  Shirley had donned the makeup of an old woman with a
cane and sat on a park bench to watch the spot.  It only took about an
hour for two little girls to find the pouch and pick it up.

	The story they told the police was that they found the jewelry
under a bush, and some old lady saw them and said that they should
call the police to see if there was a reward.  The only description
was an old lady with grey hair in a blue dress and a cane.  The girls
were given a two hundred dollar reward and the thanks of the School
Teacher from whom it was stolen just a couple of weeks ago.

	A week after that Miss Chepley resigned right after her house
was sold, and she moved out of town. 

	Five weeks later, Shirley received a notification of marriage
of Mr. David Carl Chambers and Miss Susan Kathleen Chepley, who would
be residing in Greenville, Mississippi where the new bride was a
junior high school teacher.  Mr. Chambers had to complete his present
teaching assignment in Louisiana then would join his wife in
Greenville. Included with the notice was a short hand written note.
'Working out great.  Thank you so much.  D & S.' 


			End 'Case of the Assaulted Teacher'
     

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