There’s nothing to tell. I need to do something so I don’t go mad from the boredom.’ Zane nodded, pursuing his lips in thought. ‘Yeah, no, I g...t that. But after the Cult Wars, they are more aware of us than ever. Every sudden disappearance you leave behind you, every flagrant display of your power, you bring them a little closer.’ As he said this, he took a step closer to Sal. If the man of fire could sweat, beads would be running down his neck. ‘I was careful this time. I did it indoors.’ Zane. ’‘And you work for the police?’‘Yes,’ he confirmed, pulling his wallet out of his pocket and passing it across to her. It felt reassuringly heavy and as Jo opened it, she could see his metal warrant card, along with a set of credit and bank cards on the opposite side. ‘I joined the police service straight out of university. I’ve worked in CID ... the criminal investigation department ... for about ten years now.’‘And you’re single,’ Jo asked hesitantly, appreciating it wasn’t a given.‘Of. I am lying here next to her, my wife; the other woman, and I can’t stop thinking about you. She is asleep and turned away from me. She sleeps very soundly. My imagination is running wild. I am thinking of you and very excited from the thoughts, very hard. My hand is rubbing my chest and my cock. I imagine it is you. Then, as I close my eyes, there you are. You sneak up beside the bed and run your hand under the blanket. At first I am startled, shocked. I look up and can see your smile. He seemed really interested in the fact i was wearing stockings. When I arrived at the location i noticed a car already there, it was him. He was about 10yrs older than me and introduced himself as George, but instead of shaking my hand he immediately put his hand on my cock. After a few minutes my trousers were down and he was sucking my cock .He deep-throated my cock and stroked my stockinged legs before walking me to a picnic table near by. He lay back on the table and removed his pants to.