She gazed up to his neck and noted that his hair was long and curly, the soft brown locks falling to his delectable shoulders. He put Michelangelo’s...David to shame. Heat seeped from his every pore, and his affect on her was far more than sexual. She wanted to roll over like a depraved dog, sit up and beg for his touch. ‘My god, you are something else, aren’t you.’ She skimmed her fingers over his tight stomach, delighting in the way every muscle jumped and flexed beneath her touch. She looked. Most likely someone knew. According to Frode, the professionals could almost immediately tell what kind of security each door carried.Mrs. Hansen had informed us that the main reason for us being there was to discourage any attempts at plundering this little shop - now, and in the future - with some force, if necessary. Even though it would be unlikely that the thugs would complain if some of them would be hurt trying to break in, I hoped that I wouldn’t need to hurt anyone badly.I waited in. Next was Sergeant Charles from SWAT, who had been wounded in the ambush that had also nearly cost Cindy Ross her life. Then came Senior Patrolman Chester Morton, and behind him, grinning like a Cheshire Cat when he saw me, was Sergeant Micah Rudistan. Fifth was the aforementioned Lieutenant Cindy Ross, who just gave me a ‘look’ as Patrolman Hicks guided me into the line behind her. The six of us were escorted in a u-turn to the main conference room. Inside, the Chief addressed us: ‘Ladies and. Then I pulled my shorts up, quickly fixed my hair and my light make-up, put on my sun glasses run for the back door and out to my car. I had only a few minutes to get home before my loving Victor would arrive. As I drove home I thought about how much I loved fucking at the glory hole. I had never told my secret to Victor; just my good girlfriend Helena knew about it, because she had dragged me in the past and I had become addicted...I recalled the first time I went to a glory hole with Helena..