.”He ducked a sofa pillow.It was after eight, according to Juliet’s new watch. Things at St Anne’s were starting to wind down from the hectic pa...e of the afternoon and early evening. She watched the thinning crowd from her position against the wall near the main doors to the church hall. Her feet were tired and she was ready to call it a night. Fortunately, there had not been even a hint of trouble. People were there to celebrate Christmas in a safe and festive atmosphere. Of course, the. I wanted to make any excuse to get near Gina to figure her tits out. I complemented Dan on his lawn. Dan invited me to go on a Las Vegas ‘work’ trip with him this weekend. He said we could see the shows, play golf and party. No wives or girlfriends allowed. I wasn’t interested in the trip but interested in his absence.He told me that Gina didn’t really like Las Vegas anyway. As he said this I could see her looking at me and shaking her head mouthing the words “He is lying” I took this. If you find something I can do for you, please let the sheriff know." I will. Would you kiss me before I go?"I was longing to, but I felt this was a sure way to lose her respect even when it was she who asked. "No. You are another man's wife and it wouldn't be right." Good-bye then. I will still think about you sometimes and will always wish I had waited to marry." She turned and went down the aisle between the cells and out the door. I watched her cross the street. Just as she stepped up onto. Looking up, Bethany had a perfect view of her Captain's vulva, feathered by wisps of closely cropped pubic hair. She could see the glistening wetness peeking through the fine, reddish brush hugging closely around the contours of her Captain's sex. Bethany suddenly realized that she wanted nothing more than to see a droplet of pussy-dew collecting on those silky petals of her superior's glistening womanhood and dripping down onto her lips! She savored the taste in her mind, and... what was she.