Although, I didn't want anyone for a partner.One thing I did a lot before Steven showed up, was go out on stake outs. I had to see what criminals were...up to, and see if they would lead me to the bigger fish. I liked doing them alone, because there was no one to cramp my style. I could eat whatever the hell I wanted, and didn't have anyone talking my ear off either. I could focus on my work, and not have to worry about someone else, when I was in pursuit. For the first few stake outs, I did my. (“Did you miss me?”)She had already grabbed my hand and had started pulling me with her towards the elevators when she huffed back at me, “«Kom up till mitt rum med mig och jag ska visa dig hur mycket jag har saknat dig!»” (“Come up to my room with me and I’ll show you how much I missed you!”)We got into the elevator and rode up to the fifth floor, where she practically dragged me down the hall. She used a key to open a room, pulled me inside, and shut the door. I dropped my bag and her hands. It was the end of the procedure suddenly she felt all the liquid gush out of her ass. There must have been two gallons of water. Her eyes where still covered so she couldn't tell. Still no one said a word. She was so nervous. She was dragged to another room and strapped to a wooden rack.Her legs were strait but she was bent over at the waist. Her head was under a pipe so she couldn't stand up. Her hands were strapped to that same pipe. Her blindfold was removed. She could hear someone behind. " We both stayed as we were, her mouth still on me, the movementsless pronounced as she sucked me dry, her hips still raised and presented fullyafter her rutting."Chocolate cucumber". "He's gone now. He's left the office. You can come up." Sheknelt silently before me. "You will remember being fucked. You will remember your excitementat being offered to another man by me. You are happy that I think sufficientlyof you that I feel confident that you will be a good slut for me that I cantrust you.