. tried to talk to him. Never did figure out what language he was speaking. Besides, he was a first class low talker."Okay... , Buddy," I finally said...out of exasperation. "We're just going to call you Mr. Whiskers. That okay with you?"He looked up. Made an unintelligible sound... Hell... , I have no idea what he said; or whether he even agreed or not. At that point, we decided to let Mr. Whiskers stick around for maybe a couple of days until he could find other quarters."Just for a couple of. I can feel your hardness pressing into my pussy through my dress. Our tongues duel harder and harder until I’m moaning into your mouth. I can’t seem to get enough of your taste and wetness. Our lips break apart and I slide my hands down your chest, over your nipples, and down your stomach, grazing lightly against your cock… Bring my hands back up to hook my fingers into your shirt and lift it over your chest, and then your head, as I kiss the skin that is exposed… Then I unzip your pants, pull. ”“Dispatch to One-Six-Three, copy pulling back units.”I turned to Travis. “Let me see your paper!”Travis wasn’t happy and handed over his warrants. I glanced through them and saw he had four arrest warrants for various Treys. Tremendous! This asshole had decided to single-handedly bust down four doors belonging to the Treys and bring them in all by himself. He was lucky his balls were still attached. I put them in a pocket and said, “Get back in your car and go back to the station and report to. I stopped her and realizing I might not get anotherchance I decided to ask her if she would like to have coffee. She said yesand gave me her phone number to contact her so we could get together afterwork.I went back to my job and gather the unit I was to work on and headed backto the shop to set to work. I was nearly to the shop when I got a cramp inmy stomach I continued to the shop figuring it was the smell but it reallyclamped down the second time. I had just put the unit on the shop table.