Anyway Jane said Deborah had 'phoned to say she was staying on at work until 6pm, I was about to leave when she said the kettle was on for a coffee so...I sat down in the sitting room and we started chatting while Jane was ironing some clothes, during our chat she said she heard me and Deborah 'at it' the night before, I felt kinda embarrassed about this and she said a least Deborah was getting 'some' (meaning sex) and she was not, to which I laughed and I said I will sort you out when you have. She had expressed her regret at her terrible weakness of the flesh with regard to the one-legged Police Chief in whispered conversation with her sister Cordelia more than once.Sometimes, she had lived content with no masculine foolishness to burden her with emotions that she failed to understand because she was only half human and half demon through no fault of her own.In fact, she had done her best in her earlier years to adhere to the straight and narrow when it came to carnal activities and. I know I wear them at my job too. They do nothing to hide a hard cock. My wife has made mine hard while I was at work thousands of times. He was doing his best to hide it from her but from where I was standing I could see it. He held a clip board over the trouser bump to help. My wife noticed that, she walked over and took his tape measure off his belt and started trying to measure where the work was to be done. She asked him to help hold one end of the tape. I laid the clip board down to hold. There was a list there and I began looking over the names. I didn’t even see Rachel until she touched my hand. I looked up and smiled broadly. She turned and modeled her outfit for me. Rachel was wearing a simple little dress of deep red satin. It had white fur (fake I’m sure’ trim around a U-shaped neckline and around the hem which was about halfway between her knees and heaven. It fit tightly to her body on top and flared out from the waist down. She spun and I caught a glimpse of red.