"My dear Chief Inspector, there are three perfectly logical reasons why your investigation is headed in the wrong direction."The amused high-ranking p...liceman sat on the sofa and waited for her to continue."In the first case, your forensics should have already informed you that the knife wounds were performed "post mortem" making the death due to the result of the fall and what caused the fall."Roger finished off half of his whiskey with a pained look on his face."Secondly, even though there. I sniffed and panted at her wondrous and intoxicating scent, the day's dosage of Viagra ensuring my cock jutted rock hard between my belly and the leather. The crowd of women hushed as Myrna lifted her cane and commenced its sweet song. I bucked and thrust as the cane bit home again and again; the women laughing and sneering at my obvious pleasure at being punished before them; my time with the women had truly broken me and the pain was now exquisite, and welcomed by me as I sniffed Blanche's. To be clear, serving him was my primary responsibility, the gang was a hobby and the law firm was recreation. At least, that was the Patron’s view.It would not wait since it seemed I was going to kill a friend. It would also screw up my day. My friend’s day would be worse of course, but he had asked for it. I had to wonder at the irony, I was the Prince, but my day was going to be ruined. I guess that if I didn’t have bad luck, I wouldn’t have any luck at all. There was a song about that.In LA. He came at me on his own, his hand moving from my shoulders to my ass, he turned me and kissed me again. Even though they were sloppy kisses I got turned on, I moved my body closer to his and started rubbing my wet pussy against him. Tentatively moved my hand down around his cock and stroked him. He moved down with his lips and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I moaned, even though I didn’t really feel anything, it was the idea that a man was sucking my nipples that turned me on. The.