"They can't be sure I have a dick. Just ignore 'em!"Officer Pandora Boxten drove slowly down the nearly deserted streets of the city. "This isn't righ...." She muttered, watching for any sign of those she was ordered to apprehend. Sure it was frightening, but the people affected were not at fault. She wished she knew just who had ordered the fascist style roundup. It was probably some man who felt threatened and insecure over this strange new twist to human development.The radio beeped, and then. There was Nicola. The boss’s PA, Nicola. Gorgeous, entrancing, arousing Nicola, her huge doe eyes and sallow-skinned oval face framed perfectly by her brunette bob, the occasional stray strand escaping down across her eyes and sparking a thousand daydreams, all of them involving him brushing it gently back into place before taking her head in his hands and drawing it into the deepest of kisses. Or drawing it downwards towards the most daring of kisses. Gorgeous, entrancing arousing Nicola, her. .." I stammered in response.She then continued "Louise and I are best friends and I haven't understood why she is studying with you so much after school ... Then I got to see the wet patch in her panties."She paused and waited for my reaction. I looked down and averted my eyes from hers, completely forgetting about my new found powers of thought.Kaylee continued "I finally got her to tell me ... she told me that you have the most wonderfully talented tongue and lips".With that comment I looked. He poured a drink for both of us. I took a glass and started talking with him. It was a casual talk about our work and other topics. Suddenly, he started to open up and asked me about my personal life.He: Do you have a gf other than?Me: Uncle, I am married, and you know that.He: Still, that does mean you can’t have a gf.Me: I don’t have, and I don’t want any. Do you?He: What? No. Look at my age.Me: Did you have in the past?He: No.Me: Ok.He: How is your sex life with your wife?I was shocked to.