After a few days a girl came in to cut my hair. She was wearing a nametag that said "Becky". Maybe that was a mistake, but I made sure toremember it. ...e went into another room I hadn't seen before where therewas a hair cutting station. She washed my long brown hair and cut it in avery feminine style. She plucked my eyebrows a little and put somethingon my face that took away my beard. "Your face will be sore for a fewdays. Your beard won't grow back at all, ever again. When the sorenessgoes. She wanted to talk to me face to face, so I made an appointment.The following day we met at her office. I gave her all the information that I could, and let her know that it was my counselor’s opinion that Kate was cheating. It took a little over an hour, and cost a small fortune, to pass on the necessary information and receive a commitment from her to have the investigation and report completed within three weeks.It was the longest three weeks of my life. I skipped my next two sessions with. "It took a while, but eventually she calmed down. She still had a big grin on her face; she hugged me and kissed me. I think she liked the card. She moved down the bed, and started blowing me. That's always good, but before I got really into it, two of me walked into the room. That was creepy, I assumed she'd found some look alike talent to work on her foursome idea, like she had for the threesome.One of me lay down next to Kiki. He grabbed her hips and dragged her over to his dick; she ended. "When you love someone, you've gotta trust them." Dana told me softly. "There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point? Trust me now Sam. Trust my words as someone that loves you and as a cop. You could not have done anything to stop it ... It was not your fault. It sucks but in the cop business bad things do happen to good people."I sat up and then scooted over hanging my legs over the side of the bed and said, "Thanks Dana. That.