Chapter 8

The next morning Dan was at the site on the hill above the Judge's house. He had his camera and the telephoto lens and he was hidden behind dense underbrush in case they had figured out where the pictures had been taken from. Several times he saw Adrianne pacing by the patio door. Shortly before noon he called the Judges number and Adrianne answered the phone.

As soon as she answered he started talking, "Ok Adrianne, we're done with this little game. Come to the Rat's Tail Inn on Route 63 outside of town. It's public and there's usually a good crowd there on Saturday afternoon so you'll be safe from me. I'll give you the disks and the pictures that I've printed out and I'll have my laptop with me so you can see that I haven't saved any pictures. I'm leaving town and you'll never see me or hear from me again."

Dan hung up the phone as soon as he finished talking. He figured that the drive to and from the bar and the hour or so wait while she waiting for him in vain would take two to tow and a half hours. He watched the house to see if Adrianne was going to leave to meet him. He saw her come out of the house and get in her car. Adrianne pulled out of the driveway and went a short way up the street. Dan saw the sheriff's car pull onto the street and watched as the sheriff stopped next Adrianne's car. They talked for a few minutes and then the sheriff turned his car around and they both went toward the meeting place.

"Well, I guess they're planning a little surprise for me," he said under his breathe.

Then he saw Bitsy walk out of the house and head toward the pool. She stopped, turned and started talking to someone. In a couple of minutes the Judge walked out of the house and Bitsy went to him and took his hand and led him to one of the chaise lounges. The Judge sat on the chaise and then lay back on the lounge and watched Bitsy.

Bitsy got on the diving board and dove into the pool. She came up and swam to the side of the pool closest to the Judge. Dan could see that her bra was half off of her and one tit was exposed. She made no attempt to cover up. She climber out of the pool and took her bra off. The Judge was talking to her; obviously telling her to put her bra on. Bitsy took her bikini bottom off and struck a pose for the Judge. The Judge made an attempt to get up but Bitsy pushed him back to the chaise.

Suddenly Bitsy grabbed the bottoms of the Judge's trunks and pulled them down to his knees. Before the Judge could react Bitsy had his cock in her mouth. The Judge weakly tried to fight her for about two minutes and then laid back and closed his eyes while the young girl began to give him the best blowjob he had ever had.

"Showtime!" Dan grinned as he put the camera up to his eye.

Bitsy sucked the Judge until he was ready to shoot his wad and then she got on top of him and began to fuck him. It looked to Dan like she was really enjoying the fuck as well as the Judge. Soon Dan had all of the pictures that he would need and made his way to his car.

He went back to his hotel room and downloaded the pictures from the camera. He made copies of all of the disks for himself and printed out copies of all of the pictures so that he's have a hard copy that someone could look at. Then he edited the video form the spy camera to keep anyone from identifying him and edited the audio recordings. He separated the disks and pictures so that each of the two piles was identical. When he was sure that he had all of the evidence that anyone would need he began to take everything down to his car.

Dan checked out of the hotel and then drove to the bar that he had gone to when he first came to town. He picked up his cell phone, pulled out the business card of Candy Wilson and dialed her work number. He knew that she probably wouldn't be at work. The young man that answered the phone said that he could get in touch with Candy if it was important. Dan tl the young man that it was very important. He gave the young man his cell number and told him to tell Candy to call him.

Within ten minutes Dan's cell phone rang and he answered it.

"Hello, this is Candy Wilson. Who is this?"

"This is Dan Turner. I don't know if you remember me or not; we met at the bar that I'm sitting in right now a couple of weeks ago."

"Yes, I remember," Candy said with hesitation in her voice.