“You know,” she continued, no longer giggling. “Did you play with your cock, thinking about me?”Her lips came toward mine. Closer. Then closer...still. The pink, moist tip of her tongue came out. It ran slowly around her slightly parted lips until they glistened in the light. The last inch between us disappeared, and her lips found mine. Her tongue was insistent, worming into my mouth and fighting an intertwining battle with my own. By the time the kiss broke, we were both panting. Her lips came. "Well hello there! Mister Taylor!"Shouted someone behind me, he kept speaking as I was turning around. "I am Sargent Rodriguez and you'll be riding with me for the next few months so better get used to me!". He was pretty rough but in general a cool guy once you get to know him.Thoses few months flew by and I was promoted to deputy within the department. Which means I would get partnered up with someone or just assigned to a cruiser and patrol alone. Nothing much exciting happened beside. Despite my awful predicament I found myselfgetting excited at the thought of her, of how she looked in tight jeans,of the low cut tops she liked to wear. Telling myself to focus, I keptmoving. Next was Bertram and Ernest's home. They were a gay couple and,though I consider myself pretty liberal, it still made me uncomfortableto be near them. I was in the middle of their yard when someone in thedark said, "Well, what do we have here?" and a second voice answered, "Itlooks like that gift we. After about 5 km he stopped the truck. An old man was escorting his just married daughter and he asked for a lift. He asked them to board behind. The cleaner also left the seat and went behind. After a km this driver as if on an after thought again stopped the truck and asked me do I mind if the gal sits on the next seat. I said no prob. By that time cleaner had opened the door and was trying to step in. Driver abused him you mom fucker you go back and send that gal in front. The old man also.