There was excitement aplenty when Daryl and I walked into headquarters Friday morning. Sgt. Ed Sulkowski and his son-in-law had plenty of time to phone the others on shift so everyone was in line for inspection with expectant expressions on their faces. “I’m sure that Ed has filled most of you in so I’ll be brief. Yesterday, in a joint operation with the State Police and the DEA we stopped a huge drug buy worth somewhere between five and ten million in street value. Big Tits I won’t go into the details as to how we got onto them, but I will tell you that the ring was led by Carl Haynes with his son Jeremy, Gil Parsons, former chief Joe Wilson, and Lt. Stan Irwin. According to records we confiscated they’ve been at it for the past five years, at least.” “Shit! No wonder we could never catch anyone selling. They knew we were coming before we did.” Unfortunately, I had to agree. We continued with inspection which was going much better now that everyone knew what to expect and uniforms were being professionally maintained. Daryl and I left at 9:00 for the drive to Memphis for the obligatory press conference. After all the work we’d done I planned to make sure that we got the credit we were due. I needn’t have worried. Julia Adams began the sessions by introducing me and then Daryl as the key people in the investigation. She then outlined the steps that led to the arrests, conveniently omitting the two college student informants and their role. Even I was amazed when a captain from the DEA gave an extensive listing of the confiscated drugs, listing their street value at almost ten million dollars. I was asked questions about the role of the small city police force in this affair and the impact of those who had been arrested on the remaining members of the force. “I’d prefer to talk about the more than hundred and fifty hard-working dedicated officers than the four who betrayed the public trust. Critics always paint with a broad brush so in their eyes all officers will be suspect. In some regards I view this as a positive because I’ve already begun recruiting minorities to the force and this will just make my job easier.” The questions ended and we were able to leave around 12:30. I phoned my friend Paul McCormick and we were able to get together for lunch at a family restaurant near his office. I phoned my office to let them know we’d take the afternoon off. We ran at the high school track for almost an hour then returned to our house to use the pool and hot tub. Lucy joined us with ice cold water and some boiled shrimp with spicy cocktail sauce from the kitchen. I could read Lucy’s mind—she’d much prefer we were here naked and alone. Daryl left around three, promising that we’d get together tomorrow for dinner. “Well?” I turned to Lucy and smiled when she told me that she had no news. “In this case I guess indian that no news is good news, eh?” She jumped into my arms, hers around my neck and her legs around my waist as she kissed me, thrusting her tongue into my mouth with incredible vigor. Mistress of this tower. She taught me to start by kissing tenderly along the neck. Roger removed himself from Desiree. Donna Marie held his head as she humped against his face. But the thought has crossed her mind, on more than a few occasions. It made girls like Ronja who did not want to get involved in the trade of fake id's feel a bit outside. She’s just waiting for someone to come along and make her feel really good and handle her like a real man.” “Patience, boy.” “Thank you for letting me sleep here, Chad. She made me laugh when she said Julie would shovel shit, just to stay down here. Not indian straight enough to do more than daze for a minute, but just hard enough to rouse my fighting spirit to the point of the hell with anything but finding targets for my knuckles. He relaxed, knowing it was just part of the game. The only answer we could give is that you have earned our deepest love by the way you love and teach us. I gripped Sorrow’s hand firmly, struggled through the apathy that told me to stop, and dragged the Sentient to the next poem. She slowly jerked him off, kissing his muscular chest. I did this a few more times, until my dick-head was really wet, with my slathering of transparent saliva literally dripping down from it. Kate replied happily. Before I go on, maybe I should fill in a few gaps in Beth's and my early years. He pulled off his shirt. “Why can’t I ever get with a girl with Big Tits legs like that?” By the time she had managed to get about half the dildo into Doris's tight cunt, the girl's face showed nothing but fear and horror.