Enough with the net search

{if GM==1}I realize that it is already late in the afternoon. The information I have uncovered is just too fragmented to put together. Maybe, I should just take a break.

I lie in bed and close my eyes. The image that comes to mind is that of my sister's black thong, and my mouth waters at the recollection of the taste of her tongue. Her smell wafts into my nose and my cock hardens. I'm no longer feeling sleepy-- but neither do I feel rested. Why am I thinking of my sister this way?

I sit on the edge of my bed, wondering what really was the truth about Mom. There were many possibilities.

She could really be a porn star but only told Julia that she was an accountant because the roles she played were mostly office roles.

Or maybe, her day job was in accounting, but she was a porn star by night.

Or possibly, she used to be an accountant, but then was **** to make porn by her boss. But that blond woman didn't look like she was ****. She actually appeared to be enjoying it-- giving even the thumbs-up sign towards the end of every video clip.

My mind wanders at the thought of fucking the blond woman. Oh, why would I be fucking my mom? The thought of fucking her is giving me a little hard-on. But what if she was not my mom?

My incestuous thoughts jolt me out of my imagination. I resume trying to piece together the meager information I currently have. Well, if Mom was that female civilian killed, was she part of the prostitution ring?

A thought crosses my mind. Maybe, she was **** into performing in a porn flick. But what if that was not Mom?

How was Mom like? Was she into social media, like my professors in school who are about her age? Or was she oblivious to technology? But being an accountant, she would need to know some tech.

Oh well. This is just getting beyond. Maybe I'll just have to wait for Julia to reveal more.

Or maybe I could visit some of those companies mentioned-- the music lounge, maybe the logistics company, and if no clues come up, I could try the massage parlor. Then, I could ask whether Mom was a former employee or a client. But how would I ask that? What would be my reasons? I'm not a cop or a private investigator. Maybe, I should just go to the Police Department.

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