I text back. Good luck baby. Hope you have fun. Thinking of you. I love you.God, she is with him. At that very moment Debbie is with him. Thinking of ...t is almost too much. But the thought drives me crazy. I am sure at that moment she is kissing him. She won't have any problem saving her lipstick. She will kiss Sam.As I think about Debbie revealing her new outfit for Sam I get very hot. I had bought her that outfit for a sexy night that I was hoping we could have on a mini-vacation. My work. I explained my friend Britney had done a couple and introduced me to the producer." Allison said"I bet your mom flipped out about your friend doing porn too!" I chuckled imagining my wife's reaction"She then asked me what kind of porn I had done and I told her all about. She started out angry but I described how I had suck and fucked with a guy with a big cock she got ever more curious. We ended up watching my scene." Allison said as her hand stroked my cockI tried to imagine my wife sitting. The transfer came through a month later. I was assigned night patrol with Shane, a thirty-something year old handsome muscular cop. He had been on the force for over ten years, and was assigned to show me the ropes. He said he had been a weight lifter and wrestler in college. I give him an edited version of my college years and work at the penitentiary. The only mention of sex was in a vague notion that something illicit occurred at the correctional center that made me transfer.His police squad. Nonetheless, here I was on the bus again, this time northbound to UCSD, to do library research.My immediate plan was to dig up Gillespie's biography -- surely he was in the Directory of American Scholars -- and then read my way through his oeuvre. Yesterday, a variety of human views, today his image on the printed page.Clearly it was my duty. The police were getting nowhere. I had gleaned that much from the Union, where the two-day-old murder had retreated to page 16. There had been no "release.