." Sir, I have a question sir." Helen said,He smiled at her"Well what is it constable?" He drank in the veiw of her tightly constrained tits, as they ...ressed against the edge of the desk and then rode over the top as she leant forward. Behind her the others glanced wantonly at her arse as she bowed forward."With the situation as it is, should we be in riot gear Sir?"'You should be in a ball gag and handcuffs' he thought."NO No we would send the wrong signals to the public, you're uniform as it. She took him in her arms and said, "No, never! I love you, Charlie! Please don't be afraid!" He could not remember what she said after that. They saw a movie, and he could not remember much of that, either. She reassured him as they parted, but he went home shaken and quivering with dread. The darkness was about to fall, again, and he could not face it. She tried hard. She came to him as often as she could, and they even made love; but he sensed a kind of sorrow in her that he had not felt. Chris turned to assume a new position, looking up at her from thefloor as he held a stretch. Coach Matthews stared back analytically.His features were softening nicely, the hard edges of his facesmoothing out and his facial hair fading away, giving him a youthful,androgynous appearance. A silky blonde ponytail bobbed behind hishead as he moved. His hair had grown quickly - the chemicals he'dbeen showering with were working their magic quite well.Coach Matthews nodded, satisfied. He was. The clock on the tableblinks 12:00 because even in the fucking future we can't make a workinghotel clock. The hooker is tangled up in the covers still asleep. But Iknow I have to answer because it's my father calling.Actually it's my father's secretary. She is...depressingly polite. Thisis hilarious to me, knowing that my father is incapable of giving orderswithout a slew of profanity. I assumed that was how everyone's fathertalked for the longest time. Until I went to school, and called.