”“Whoa! Never would have guessed that! ... wait, you’re full of it!”“You got me!” I chuckled. “It was Joyce.”“I thought you guys wer... done until you came home.”“Me too, but I had to go see Larry’s grandfather, and she was there. Their grandfather told me to take her on a nice date.”“Which you interpreted as sex, of course.”“That was what Joyce wanted.”She stuck her tongue out at me.I stuck mine out and wiggled it.She giggled and went to her room.I finished writing in my journal, stripped and. I cried that I could not do this any longer, it was just too much.They let me cry it out and I told them that I understood that they needed and deserved this as men and as police officers, but I just couldn't do it any more. After I had calmed down they finished the train and then a couple of the men stayed to talk with me.They asked me not to give up on them. That they were sorry they hadn't realized how difficult it was for me. They said I was very special and very important to them and that. As i sat there looking at the game drinking my beer, smoking my doobie i wondered what i had done to deserve such a reception, then my girl came in wearing nothing but a smile and high heels, fuck she had the most beautiful body and the nicest tits god im so hard right now even thinking of her, so i asked her what had i done and she said she just wanted to treat her man, well i said nothing i jus got up off the couch walked to her and grabbed her ass and picked her up to straddle me and i. "At least it wasn't Leslie," offered Ray-ray."I know. This message was much better received while standing." Bill paused, then added, "Not having a bruised ass makes the bruised ego easier to handle."They exchanged glances, then a quick laugh. Ray-ray looked at Tiffany as she walked away. "Shit Bill, we had better catch up."The grand ballroom on the uppermost floor of the government building hosted the hearing. Most of the daily activity on Wayward had stopped.The AI, Vulcan, finished his.