"What would be my cut of the fee?" I said."That would vary. The firm must cover our expenses and make a profit after paying your fee, though. This arr...ngement must work for both of us, or it won't work period." What is your fee for the garden office project?" Three percent of the construction costs, which the developer estimates at $15,000,000." What would be my cut?" Three-fourths of one percent," he said. "Approximately $112,500 for less than one month's work."I nodded. "I wouldn't want to be. The wide-eyed 'Miss Victoria Police' hesitated. Carinya's uniform blouse hung loose and unbuttoned, from the 'Forty Something' policewoman's nubile shoulders. Her trim policewoman's skirt lay crumpled about her ankles - the older policewoman's regulation panty-hose torn open. And, as Marsha watched, the blonde continued to perform cunnilingus on the writhing police officer."SARGE... ?" Marsha added. She closed the door behind her. The young blonde policegirl had noticed Carinya's sudden. You hesitate and resist at first. But you feel my hand fondling your young titties, pinching your nipples. And you feel my rigid erection rubbing against your tummy. And my tongue penetrating your lips. And slowly, slowly, you relax into my arms. Your breath comes deeper and faster, and then you are kissing me back. I feel your crotch begin to grind against my hip. I know I have you when I feel your little hand gently clasp my throbbing cock and start stroking it. I pick you up in my strong. Much more than last summer when you were here. Then, it was peaceful, simple, no problems, no wild dogs, no sticky politics. Now, everything is changing." What about boys?" Robin asked with some interest. "I mean, men?" Well, I wouldn't know much," Desirée said. "Now that I'm married, my eyes are closed, but as I remember, there wasn't much before that. This is kind of a retirement community. Young people go away to school and find careers elsewhere. I only came here because my father.