I understand that you're a neophyte. If so, Imust say: You have excellent raw material to work with." Don't go overboard. All I need is some cosmetics...applied and my hairfixed up. A wig will work fine, if you have one I can borrow." You cruising for a bruising? I know my brother Jake better than you,even if you were friends in high school. Wait a minute! I think I doremember you. If I don't doll you up, and I mean doll you up fine, he'sgoing to be pissed off at both of us, and I don't want to. He succeeded as far as the police were concerned, the dogs however knew better. Watching his every move they reacted to his every word and intention as if they clearly understood, and indeed they did. In an odd way Paul found it comforting. When his shift ended, Paul wandered the streets and listened with a sense of joy. Finding his way to the edge of the city he found a hill overlooking it. Seeing the city below and the moon shining overhead embraced what he was and howled. The dogs of the. I popped my belt, slid to the middle of the seat and rolled on to my knees on the floor boards. As I first flicked his cock with my tongue he flinched with pleasure and then I felt two strong hands guide my head down on to his shaft. He was rock hard and dripping precum as I gently went down on him. I wanted to make this last in hopes that he would take my number and make this a regular thing. As I worked he guided my head with his hands and took control of me as he face fucked me. He was going. Blaine's rifle case. I hoped it was some sort of contraband so I could burn his and Sgt. Reynolds' asses. The only thing which bothered me was Sgt. Blaine was a bit too accepting of the order to open the case.He opened it. I looked over his shoulder and saw a hell of a nice rifle with several magazines - and nothing else. He asked, "Sir, would you care to inspect my rifle?"I affirmed, "That's a nice rifle, you bet I want to inspect it."Sgt. Blaine advised caution but I could tell from the tone.