?Here?s your wallet.? Betty handed me an alligator skinned wallet thatlooked like it could hold a checkbook. ?Open it and get used to thecontents. I p...t the cash from your boy wallet in there.? I did.Cindy Chase. The photo ID read Cindy Chase. The address was Bruce?s athome and I guess now it was mine and so was the ID. The photo had beentaken during my last show with Angela. The hair was different, but itwas me none the less, me Cindy Chase. For real, I was Cindy Chase. Chasewas Bruce?s last. You know the Station Chief put in for his retirement don't you?" Good to know, see if Thomas will talk to me."The call was answered, "Crowfoot." Hey, Thomas," I began, "I might have something for your next step up within the Marshal Service."The man said, "I'm ready to be a Station Chief. I've read everything available and know everything I need to be doing." Well there's more, Thomas. Can you fly to Hawaii and visit with me and Sam Nightfox? I think you will want to do this. If you're married. I had made no attempt to retain any form of dignity and had been led entirely by lust.I remember him taking extreme close-up photos of my battered genitalia, the new camera clicking and whirring over and over again. Despite my misgivings and our daughter’s misadventures, I was too far gone to protest.“I’m going to fuck you now,” he whispered,“Okay,” I whispered helplessly. “Be gentle please…”I remember Pete mounting me determinedly and penetrating me deeply on his return to bed, my loose,. Sandra crosses her legs and I find myself sliding down the wet gusset of the tiny little knickers, her juices are flowing freely now and I look up to the tiny puckered hole of her anus just above me, she's a very clean girl but even then the aroma of her forbidden hole fills my nostrils and I sense minute traces of semen inside her bottom, I think our Sandra has been a very naughty little girl!Reaching out for Jana, I find her in a night club looking up the skirts of two sexy teenagers, she.