" She was right, I had a vague memory of how good they made me feel.I went into the bathroom, and stripped off the hospital gown, and thepanties. I ...ot my first look at myself in the mirror. I had never seen agirl that young without clothes on, and felt almost like a pedophile,except that it was my own body. I touched my small breasts, and betweenmy legs, enough to feel they were real, but couldn't yet bear to look atmyself much. I climbed in the shower, and realized how good the hot. I heard the truck before I saw it and when it went by I radioed the unit following it and had him turn it around. They pulled into the drive and were followed by a passenger van then my unit with Jim driving. This was one briefing that I didn't want to give or be part of. I felt sick inside that I had opened up this can of worms that everyone called a town. I thought that I had seen and did everything a law officer did during his career but this place was a sore waiting to be squeezed. I had. It drives me round the bend at times, wanting to see her used, hersubmitting for my pleasure, as I sit back with a beer and enjoy the scene.When we're both drunk I often ask her, talk about my desires to see her hurting,suffering for me. She always laughs, pretending I am joking, but then we playa little light bondage as I fuck her on the bed, her wrists tied above herhead, pumping and pawing at her toned body. She moans and bites her lip, oftentelling me not to be so rough, as I try to imagine. She sat beside me and asked me that she was also feeling lonely so let’s chat and enjoy the romantic weather. She started telling me that she was missing her boy friend and she feels lonely in such a sexy. It was a green signal and I was more than happy to listen that she was giving lift to me. I moved closer to her and put my hand on her thighs. She did not notice and while chatting I started moving ahead.I started bold chatting with her and asked her about her likings in foreplay and sex. She.