There other machines and electronic gadgets that Ihave no idea about."I must say, I love this revolution," the police captain says. "It makesmy job so...much more interesting."There are two agents standing guard at the door, which is across theroom from me.The captain walks around the surgical table as he talks. He's in hisdress blue uniform, which is crisply pressed, his pants crease sharp,his shirt starched and stiff. His boots are spit-shined to a reflectiveglory. His gold badge is so polished. I looked at him and saw tears in his eyes. I stood and watched as they ran down his face and for some reason, my eyes watered up.I realized right then this was something I’d never get to experience — my dad watching me play football — tears flooded my eyes too. I shook my head, turning away to wipe my eyes on my shirt sleeve as we sat back down.I made myself a silent promise as I sat and watched Dr. McHenery yell and shout his son’s name. I was going to play every game for the rest of my. Heady with craving for him my insides began to dance as I tried to imagine was his reaction may be. Oh my! Just imagining his touch on my body, his big strong hands when he cups my breasts, the feel of him growing against my backside when he pulls me close, and grinds into me. Him! When he’s there… inside me. I touch myself with longing for him but gather my wits. I have a plan to carry out here. I finish my shower and head for the bedroom. I lay naked on his bed smiling with glee and. Thinking of me as a friend would only be self-delusion, on her part, if I tried to escalate the relationship into something else.I found myself liking this woman more and more. My first impressions had been simply that Alice was a big, competent, self-assured female. I had met her in her own habitat -- her office in the hospital -- and I had been delighted to find that she was also active in kid baseball, and knowledgeable about the game.But we were still entirely platonic. My questions about.