’ he answered. ‘Sir, it’s not that god-damned paper-pusher Brownlee’s job or business to be saying who is in Vice, MCD, or Precinct assignment.... He is not the Police Commander, I am. And he’s full of shit, sir. Sharples is a dirty cop, I’m working to get the goods on him and take his ass down, and until that happens, there is no way on God’s green earth that he is coming to MCD. Lt. Croyle wants Sharples out of Vice, so of course she’d love that swap. But I’ll bet my new house that Lt. Perlman. The two guys weren’t concerned that anyone was watching or probably they were enjoying the voyeuristic attention. One guy seemed to bring the other to the brink and then slow down keeping him in anticipation. I watched wide-eyed. My cock was bursting out of my trousers and I couldn't resist it any more so I slowly took it out and started to carefully jerk off, trying not to be seen or at least not too obviously. It was fantastic. In a room full of men I was openly wanking. I started to get a. In this case his eyes dilated somewhat and he looked downward. I considered making an issue out of it, but decided it's better that he does not know that I can read his lies like a book. Besides, I am burdened by many more deceptions in this relationship than he is...We adjusted our clothes and returned to Ben's room to await his return. I did take a moment to observe Ben's bed, and as I suspected, he and Tatiana made love. Oh if I wasn't in love with Jack this would be the perfect opportunity. The Executive is going to hold you and your partner to account for that." For sucking energy from a river? I tell you, it was no different than a waterwheel! Get a grip, you old fogey!" Miss Kingsley, how is it you can stand there, seeing the river plugged with ice, having gone through repetitive earthquakes, and tell us that there is no difference? A waterwheel is self-limiting by its nature. The amount of power it can derive is a function of the velocity of the current and the size of the.