But instead of wearing her normal chunky loafers she insisted on herblack leather heels. Reinforcing that she was still taller than him andthese were ...er average heels.Saras work day went like normal. All the men fawned over her and calledher by name. She was starting to pay more attention to them also. Readingtheir badges or looking them up on the company web site.Every time her phone would ding with a text she would check it hoping itwas Leon. But it never came. At lunch she looked for him in. Whilst her hand worked up and down my thick dick, I came once and it splashed her hand, my trousers and a bit of her skirt as she smiled and cooed at feeling it soak through to her skin. By the time we got to hers, we were both breathing pretty heavily, and she quickly put the car in the garage and closed the door. As soon as we were out of sight, I fucking jump on her, pinning her against the car, her bare ass pressing against the boot of the car, as I lifted her skirt up to her waist once. When he unlocked the door, she hurried over to call her mother as he went over, sat on the couch and kicked his shoes off. Deana sat down, dialed the phone, and began talking. “Hello, Mother. I’m calling you because Bryan and I are going out with a few friends of mine from work. I won’t have time to stop by there first. I will be home around nine. Okay, yes, I’ll tell him. Goodbye.”He gave her a puzzled look then asked, “Tell me what?”Deana giggled and said, “Momma wants you to drive. Chris smiled, "I'm fine officer, just a by-product of the drug that Dr. Wilkinson injected me with just before I was able to escape her clutches." He said.The man with the officer looked interested, "Did you have many sessions with Dr. Wilkinson where you had to be sedated?" He asked.Chris shook his head, "No, the only time she did that was when I said I was stopping my appointments, she was watching a meal ticket getting away I suppose." Chris said.The man shook his head, "I need to examine.