He looked up to his partner, Detective Amanda Wilson, skeptically, “You still like the father for this?”“Not ruling it out,” she said with a s...gh.“The driver couldn’t pick him out of the line-up,” he sipped the coffee. It tasted like degreaser.“It’s all we have to go on, Cortez. I mean look at the mother’s statement, she practically handed him to us. And she loves him.”He flipped back over to the interview and reread the transcript, “Hell of a thing...”She had been a mess when they brought her. I want to ask you some questions while we're doing this, okay?" "Okay." She says, putting her hands on my hips and resting her head against my shoulder. "I'm not sure I want to know it all, Nick." She says, as I pull her into a full embrace, my cock responding to her naked flesh pressing into mine."I know." I say, gently rubbing her back, while my hard cock tries to create more room for itself between our bodies. "Whatever happened, you couldn't have done anything about it." I reassure her.. I tried to take the blame, but she insisted that it was all her fault; but explained that she had a good reason. “Oh god,” I said, “Are you married?” “Oh no, that’s not it. It’s just that the last guy who tried to kiss me tried to assault me. I guess I still haven’t gotten over it.” “Well, do you want to talk about it?” “What?” she replied. “Here? Now?” “Sure. We’re too drunk to drive, anyway; and I’ve got nowhere to go. Maybe talking about what happened here tonight might help.” So we sat in. How long you gonna be?"When Danny turned his head to answer I moved slightly to his side so his eyes ended up a few inches from my cleavage. When he finally gave an answer I put both hands on the sides of his head so he wouldn't jerk away and ruin my performance. I kissed him. No tongue but it was a deep kiss. Tucking a few strands of long hair that always seemed to need cutting behind his ears, I pulled away. Then waving and calling over my shoulder not to be late, I put a little extra shimmy.