It was a chilly day late in October when she stood on the stoop of her building looking for something and not quite certain what it was that she was l...oking for on the almost deserted street. The department of sanitation street washing truck had just sprayed the gutters with non-potable water and the scent of the city hung like shattered dreams pressing down on her shoulders with the certainty of her cursed fate and childless future. A young man staggered down the puddled concrete pavement. As a patrolman he kept most of the petty crime out of the courts. He got a good reputation from the parents of kids that strayed. The parents usually controlled them after he caught them. Then he shot it out with a couple of bank robbers. This action and his good reputation allowed him to advance more rapidly. As a detective assigned to track down murderers he excelled. Like the fictional detectives of the time he used the psychology of people involved to track down the killers.He had been. Tara entwined her legs with Elise's and began grinding against her pussy with her own. Elise was 30 feet from me when I wrapped my hand around my cock, now she was less that 25 inches from my dick as I worked my hand on it and reached towards her with the other. When I got close, she licked two of my fingers, and slapped me harder than I've ever been slapped while my eyes were rolled back in ecstasy. Instantly brought back, I looked at her. "Keep jacking and don't fucking touch me you filthy. I used to jack off at least three times a day, but still wanted to get laid really bad. Anyway one night after work i decided to pick up a prostitute. I have had enough of being a virgin and wanted to do it already. Anyway i went to the local area where the hookers all hang out and drove around for a while. The picking was kind of slim this night but i didn't care, i was going to get laid once and for all. I noticed a slim black girl on the corner and pulled over to talk to her. We agreed.