‘Now what? I don’t want points’The police cruiser pulled up behind and to the right of the driver’s side and a tall youngish officer walked sl...wly up the side of the car.Jane wound down the window, ‘Yes, officer?’‘Do you realise you were speeding Madam,’ said the policeman, who Jane realised couldn’t have been 30,‘Not really Officer, I’m late for an important talk’‘I see, and this gentleman shouldn’t be interfering with the driver’Jane blushed, they couldn’t have seen could they?‘No officer, he. When she was mostly cleaned of cum, I walked behind her and helped her up. She was saying how hot that was. I led her into the bathroom and over to the large walk in shower. I told her to get on her knees in the shower."Fuck Mr. Roberts, use me however you want. I want to make you happy," she said.I turned the water on and even though I turned it to hot, the initial cascade was cold. She shrieked and tried to move away from the water. It eventually warmed up and I just stared at her magnificent. ’ I nodded and looked back at the other two books. ‘Have you read them?’ I asked, and saw her look away, blushing. ‘No, they were my husband’s, he died a couple of months ago and I am just now getting around to selling some of his things.’ I nodded again and picked up all three books – they looked promising and I could use a little help with my almost nightly masturbation sessions. As I laid my articles on the table and reached for my wallet, I saw the lady start to speak and then hesitate. I. He glanced at the young reporter who seemed to wear an unsatisfied look on her face."To go into it further," James explained, "would be rather personal and not very interesting to your readers."Ed nodded approvingly. The reporter wanted more but was sure that she had all that was available."What has been your experience with young children?" she asked."None," James answered. "I've only ever taught at the high school level. That was even true during my missionary days in Guatemala." Peggy raised.