“Good to see a lady on time and dressed to kill. Sergeant Fred you better be available for the interview in Brisbane tomorrow! I’m leaving you two...alone and going home across the road. I left my car here last night so I better get it. Have a good evening you two.” Ian said as he was leaving.Fred explained he gave a lift to the Inspector to get his car, and they were just discussing tomorrow meeting.“What is the crack about ‘Sergeant’?” Helena enquired.“After last nights incident, the Assistant. I gestured, soundlessly asking if he wanted to do the same. He grinned widely, and put his hands out to feel my wife. His dark hands stood out in stark contrast to her white skin. Bill was gentle, slowly massaging my wife’s perfectly heart-shaped ass, his hard cock waving silently between them. He looked to me, checking, saw my smile, and slowly slid his hand down between my wife’s legs. She moaned, obviously wanting more. Just then, I smelled dinner starting to burn in the kitchen. I quietly. "Now, here's Dr. Phillips," said Bianca.Their primary physician walked in, with an orderly behind him. He looked at Rose. "Are you ready to get your cast removed?" Yes, by all means." Good; let's go." The orderly stepped up to unlock the wheels on her bed."Wait!" Rose cried. "Can Roberta come with us?"He shook his head. "She'd just be in the way."Dr. Phillips was pleased. It was obvious that the proximity chip he had put in both of their limbic, or pleasure, center of their brains was working. Probably nothing to do with his last name.)He suggested to Buddy “Let’s get a drink, where’s water?” making it clear enough that the drink was water, and the water was to drink so he wouldn’t end up at a duck pond or a bar. Although he suspected his little buddy bud had a sense of humor and sometimes played little tricks.Steve had to pry open the automatic doors to the store, even he could smell the heavy scent of fruit starting to rot as he got the door to budge enough to slip inside. Buddy.