Talk to the Kamps

"Let's talk to the Kamps and then we can perhaps look around the estate," You answer as you look down at Nancy; running a hand over her ass through her skirt.

Despite what just happened, Nancy blushes slightly and slaps your chest, "You're going to have to behave better than this during the interview, Mr Doe."

"I make no promises," You smirk.

You head out of the guest house and you notice a couple footprints in the soft ground outside the door.

You nod down at them, "Those seem too big to be Bess'."

Nancy pulls her camera and a small ruler out of her bag and kneels down beside the footprints and places the ruler next to the prints snaps a couple quick pictures. You help her to her feet and she puts the camera and ruler away.

"That may help us later," Nancy says and adds, "We may have to thank them for trapping us in there."

She smiles over her shoulder at you as she turns; walking back toward the house.

As you reach the house, a sports car pulls up in the driveway. A woman in her late 20s or early 30s is behind the wheel. She gets out and you immediately notice her slim, toned legs sticking out of a pair of ridiculously short daisy dukes. But you also notice her huge pair of DDs as she leans to get out of the car. They are threatening to slip right out of her low cut v-neck top. She bends over to grab her handbag out of the center console; making her shorts ride up and display most of her tight ass.

"Can I help you?" the woman asks with a thick southern accent as she turns to us.

"I'm Nancy Drew and this is John Doe, from the paper. We're here to talk to Mr and Mrs Kamp," the young sleuth replies.

"Oh! Yes, Miss Drew!" the woman exclaims and comes over; giving her a big hug; crushing her huge tits into Nancy.

"I'm the better half of the Kamps. I'm supposed to say my husband's the better half, but I don't believe in lying to people right off the bat," Mrs Kamp says with a chuckle.

She turns to you, "And you, Mr Doe - our maid will be very happy to meet you."

You're a bit confused, but you just smile as Mrs Kamp comes over to you.

Mrs Kamp grabs you too; pulling herself to you; pressing her giant mammories into your chest. For such a small-built woman, she sure had a set on her. And from what you can tell, they are 100% real.

"Anyway, how can I help you two," Mrs Kamp asks as she finally lets go of you, but not before rubbing a hand across your ass.

"We'd like to know if you can tell us anything more about your daughter and her disappearance," Nancy says; getting right back to business.

"Oh, yes... of course. Well, come on in," she motions; walking to the front door.

You think you see Nancy checking out the woman's ass too as it wiggles under her tiny shorts.

Mrs Kamp leads you into the house and sets down her handbag on a table in the hallway. An auburn-haired girl comes out, dressed in a maid's outfit that looks like it came straight from a porno.

Her black corset clings to her young body; pushing her full breasts up and together nicely. The ruffled lace at the bottom doesn't even cover her black g-string as it peeks out the bottom of the lace. Fish net stockings hug her beautiful legs and compliment her 3 inch heels. Her hair is up, but a few strands of hair fall across her beautiful face.

Mrs Kamp asks the girl, "Où est monsieur Kamp, Sophia?"

The maid replies in French, "Il est parti il y a 10 minutes. Il n'a pas dit où il allait."

Mrs Kamp looks at you and Nancy, "Well, it seems Mr Kamp's just left. I don't know when he'll be back. We can talk now, or you can wait for him to get back."