Sam asked "is there a problem officer" He looked in answering " she was speeding and I want to talk to the young lady" eyeing my crotch again with his...flash light. He said I was going ten miles over the speed limit and asked if I had been drinking, I answered "only two glasses of wine" again back at my crotch he went with his light shinning it between my legs. "Step out the car and let me see your license" he ordered me, I was stunned looking over at Sam, he gave me an it will be ok look, I. They walked to a restaurant about a block away and got breakfast."Not to say anything against your cooking, but this beats an MRE," she laughed.Ron smiled and started eating. Ron told her that he was going to call the Howell branch in Anchorage and have them get the gear back to Seattle. Ron confessed that he had been putting off the call to Sam Howell and couldn't tell her why. Brenda knew that the loss of Cal was eating away at him."Ron, you can't blame yourself for Cal's death," she said,. "Beg for it," he ordered, slowly stroking himself. "Oh please let your white cocksucker suck your big, juicy, hard black dick. Use me as your cum bucket and dick gobbling slut," I said, the derogatory names about myself, including my own name, somehow turning me on even more...my cock begging for release. "Once you take my load, I will expect you to be ready to come and serve me whenever I text you," he revealed. "Of course," I nodded eagerly, agreeing to his expectations without considering. She now is the proud owner of lots of PVC, Fake leather and latex lingerie as well as the normal honeymoon type stuff. Thankfully I’ve been fortunate enough to see her in all of this and if truth be told, I’ve fucked her in most of this.But this was a new take on things. Her texting a client and from the sounds of it, she has sent him a photograph of her in her outfit.“You’ve sent him a picture?” I asked looking somewhat startled.“He asked me for one. He’s so hot babe, I lap danced for him last.