Angie walked into the Ready Room looking for Sergeant Cook. Both deputies watched her as she entered. They weren't used to seeing female deputies, muc... less one as fine as Angie. The only other occupant was a tall, black sergeant reading dispatches. Angie walked over to him, the deputies heads bobbing as she did. The sergeant looked with distain at the antics of the two deputies and growled at them. They both dropped their heads in embarrassment. The sergeant returned to reading the dispatch,. I couldn't stay long anyway. Rent Overdue, Speedy, I had to move out of that apartment. Heck, I sure collected a ton of junk in there." She was setting the table but she stopped to grin at me. "You're gonna love that house. It's new, all *new*, not a scratch on it! Even the grass is new. And three bedrooms, hon. See this--?" She held up three fingers -- "Three bedrooms! You'll have your own room, and to heck with that sofa bed in there."I was not overly pleased. "I guess it'll be okay," I. Bound as I was, I could only groan as my own sexual tensions mounted. Seeing their hands moving between the others thighs, parting the outer and inner lips to stroke clits and plumb the slick passages made my own body cry out to be touched. The heady musk of their arousal added to my own passions, and seeing Ronnie shudder as Ingrid brought her over the edge made me quiver in sympathy. I wanted….I needed….I craved.I knew they could see my condition. I could feel my juices running down the crack. ‘Come over and bring about five or six pair of panties, different styles, colors and a few small shirts or tank tops. ‘OOHLALA’ she said again. ‘Sounds like the Chuck I’ve been waiting all this time for!’. ‘Well, like I said, birthday spankings. Don’t think too much into it’ I countered. About 30 minutes later I heard a knock at my door. I opened the door and as expected was greeted by my young cute friend who had a satchel over her arm and immediately lunged forward to hug me. It was hard not.