I was ashamed of that damned pink wig back then but I'd give anything to see you in it now. God, I'd marry you! If only you hadn't moved on and forgot...the fuck all about me. I wish I could forget you too but I never will."Shit, I thought. This is going badly. "Want to dance?" I said. Our favorite rock band was playing and everyone was bopping on the floor...everyone but us.Allen threw a large bill on the table to cover the drinks. "Let's go," he said. "I need to get out of here now."I held. I know, I know, my greatest sex organ. I guess I’ll need some practice but if it is someone I know and trust, I could probably handle it.’ ‘Someone like Ted, for instance?’ ‘Well, yeah, someone like Ted. He is a nice guy and I like him. Besides, I already trust him with my living. If he doesn’t come thru for me in the lab I don’t make any money. I never thought of Ted as being gay, if that’s what you’re hinting.’ ‘No, absolutely not, Ted is not gay. He is a sensitive guy who may be open to. That’d keep everyone from smoking. Okay, so what was she doing here? He gave her his undivided attention, his eyes roaming over the tight uniform pants, the shirt whose buttons strained across her breasts. He hadn’t seen her since the night of the second body. She had delivered her reports when he wasn’t in his office, everything typed neatly and concisely delivered in correct police vernacular. She was very thorough in her questioning, very polite to those she had talked to. And she was. I wasn’t going to get any deeper like this: so, forming my fingers into an arrow shape, I added my baby finger. Abi squealed as she felt all four fingers pound into her, going as deep as the bottom end of my thumb. I tickled up inside her with my fingers, my thumb pressed against the hard button of her clitoris. I’d never managed so many with my own tight vagina, or anyone else’s for that matter.“Oh wait, Annie,” Abi gasped. I paused; worried that maybe I was hurting her.“Sorry, Abi,” I said,.