“Hey Uncle Tony,” I replied, grinning sheepishly.“What have you been up to?”“Shit, chilling,” I said. “Bored as hell.”“Boredom is c...ntagious,” he agreed, laughing.He made himself at home over the next few hours. He decided to do his own thing. I went back upstairs to my room and watched TV. Around 8:00, I decided I’d go downstairs to see what he was up to. I got to the bottom step…and froze.Uncle Tony was sitting on the couch smoking a cigar, and he had his shirt off. WHOA! My uncle was. The next thing you know a fever would dictate my impulse to pull her panties down without warning and rub my already glistening cock along the crack of her magnificent bottom. While my hand would creep 'round to her growing wetness, my enlisted finger would begin a surging rhythm, glistening with her essence. My thumb would circle her growing pearl, while again she would pause her concerns and distractions, cry out and fall into my lap. I'd feel her convulse and tremble and feel her falling. They'd hit the roof if they saw the hole Sheri cut in the bedroom wall. It didn't look so bad from the bedroom side, with the one way mirror covering it, but she left the rough edges of the hole just the way it was in the spare bedroom. From there, behind the mirror, they were going to be easily able to photograph everything that happened on the other side of the wall. Friday afternoon found Craig and Jack pretty excited. That morning Beth gave Craig directions to her house where she and. M. to 7:00 a.m. and then worked in uniform 7:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m. If you were on night shift you were on call from noon to 3:00 p.m. and were then in your patrol car (usually) from 3:00 p.m. to midnight. If, on the other hand, you worked in one of the very remote areas, you basically set your own hours, as far as being in uniform. Troopers out there were assigned in pairs. In one case a married couple patrolled an entire district by themselves. Then there were the floaters, who worked.