‘ Somebody was really trying to hurt us. Or at least one of us. We have to call the police.’ Finally agreeing, Alexis dialed the police. Less then...ten minutes later, two squad cars pulled up and two officers emerged. ‘I’m officer Stanley and this is my partner Myers.’ The man who spoke, officer Stanley, was round and portly like a bad Santa Clause impressionist. He had to be at least 50. His indicated partner was a slim young man, no more than 20, and probably right out of training. The girls. She was reluctant to give me her number and I couldn't call her at home, so I got online to see if that might shed some light on the mystery. As I logged on I had a bad feeling that she'd come to her senses and didn't want to see me again or something like that. Sure enough, there was an email waiting from Whitney. It seemed that her boss (my client) Mark had called her in to work tonight and she needed the cash, so she went. It went on to say that her older brother had taken the car she. “Venus, rose from the lake,” I said.She gave a demure glance and took her beer. “That’s gallant of you to say kind sir.”I swam to the still water and sat on a boulder. I felt the sun warming my cock.Shelia in turn, swam over and looked up at me. Then as she swung up beside me her breasts danced in the sunlight.We relaxed and began talking more causally than we ever had. She was now leaning back beside me, those beautiful breasts on full display.I didn’t stare, but when she glanced away, I drank. "You want to go get something or would you want me to cook something? I've got some pasta, rice, chicken vegetables and eggs, I'm sure I could whip up something." Okay. We were going to your place anyway, right, James," Rachel asked as she stepped back."Haha. Oh yeah. I kinda forgot," James laughed as he took her hand. "Let's go, love." With a kiss, they were on their way.After dinner, Rachel and James lay in his bed watching a romantic movie when a steamy sex scene began. After not seeing each.