You have sex with my best friend and be a total asshole to me. Good job." Then both of my hands jetted to my head and I literally pulled some of hair ...ut. I looked at it for a minute and dropped it. "You fucking ass wipe, David. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked, jumping onto my bed. I lay down on my bed face first and positioned my hands on the back of my head. Again, I found myself locked in my room. I stayed in bed for a few hours and tried to comprehend everything. "What the fuck is. "Miss Sanders, what ever story he has told you I will vouch for its authenticity" Sharon says finally."So he really is your father?" Jennifer ask."Well adopted anyway, he rescued me when I was young" Sharon says.Jennifer looks at her and than at me, she spots a picture of me giving a piggyback ride to a young girl, she looks at the girl."Thats you Detective?" Jennifer ask."Yes, I remember that day." Sharon says."Your first carnival." I say sitting behind my desk again.I motion for Jennifer to. You will do your job each day but for the last half hour we will fuck. One of things he would have her do is on Saturdays they would go to the local mall and he would enjoy forcing her to expose herself to random mall goers. Unexpectedly this would get her soaking wet and they would go nack to his apartment and have sex. Then one Saturday they went to the mall and he had her push his wheelchair to the tattoo artists shop and he had the female tattooist sit. Her in a chair in front of her shop. After the beer he got a bottle of whisky. To my one swig out the bottle he had three. He was becoming more talkative and relaxed. The alcohol was making him very tactile, touching me at every opportunity. Stroking my shoulders and thighs making my body tremble and contort. The temptation to touch him was overwhelming. I moved my hands over his biceps, running my hands under his T-shirt feeling his well-toned torso, both nipples were hard.He stripped me naked stroking my body all over and.