”“If you could dust this taser and see if there are any prints on it, it would be very helpful to me,” he said.“Yes, sir, of course sir.”“...his is a cold case,” he lied. “You can just give me the information and the taser back. No need to go all official.”“A cold case?”“Well,” he continued, oozing charm and a bit of authority, “I like to keep my hand in, if you know what I mean. No need for anyone else to know that though.”“Yes, sir, I’ll do it right away.”“Good, good,” he said. “Call my cell. Bernie sat back and asked, "You see the number there, Mike. Are you willing to put that kind of cash up to do this?"I was staring at a number that was probably fair, but it sure was a hell of a lot higher than what I had running around in my head.Bernie slid a piece of paper in front of me and said, "This is the P & L outlook for the tower and equipment you will provide. Please note the nine month payback on investment. This is with you giving the Sheriff's radio stuff and local ambulance. She was rubbing his cum into her nipples! But before that:After Jennifer had her orgasm on the stairs, Mike's rod was ready for another go. Allowing Jennifer a head start to the bedroom, Mike looked forward to a long, satisfying fuck. In their "married with children" life, they usually had to have sex quickly—and quietly. This night, however, they had all the time in the world, and they had the house to themselves. Mike was planning on rocking it.Arriving in the bedroom, Mike drank in the sight. Alright then.'I was lying in my bed in darkness when Angela came in andswitched the small light on. And sat down firmly on the chairnear my bed, arms folded. 'Liz, I know you're not asleep.''Angie...''I'm not moving, Liz!''Go away!''Liz! I'm your friend. Tell me what on earth is going on!''I can't,' I said, my voice muffled by the pillow.'Are you sick? Is it something to do with the... you know...''No, not at all. I'm just tired all the time.' Sighing, I turnedaround. 'Angie, Liz is vanishing.