I gasped but it didn't feel painful at all. Alan rested there for a minute, just pushing gently to make sure he was all the way in, then he withdrew a...little and slid back in fully. Alan kept this gentle stroking up for a few minutes and I could see Brian in the reflection in the rear window. He had turned round and was looking at Alan fucking me and I was certain that he had started to masturbate while watching us.After about ten minutes Alan's thrusts became more firm and his hips slapped. He showedher the correct procedure for putting them on a suspect, and how tohandle a suspect while they are cuffed. She deftly undid one wrist andas the boy pulled his hands from behind the bench, she quickly snappedit back on his wrist, securing him once again in the cuffs."Um, I think you might have accidentally put the hand cuffs back on me."As he made an exaggerated motion with his pinned arms. "Yes, definitely,a mistake, I'm still locked up." That's right Gidget, you are. I have no idea. He spoke with them on the phone, but again, made excuses, pleaded with them, told them he needed time alone. They understood, at least they finally backed off, giving him time to himself, time to heal. Heal? Could his psyche ever really heal, could psychological scar tissue form to cover the raw wound in his heart, allowing him to find peace? John was startled out of his musings by the repeated ringing of the front door bell. The ringing was constant, unceasing, forcing him to stride rapidly. "I'm not sure. I think Maria wants you to have sex with her uncle. He's a General in their army. Seems to control most of the south." What else?"Lauren shrugged, barely disguising her shock at the question. She had at least expected protest, tears, fear in the young girl's eyes. "I don't know any more, I'm sorry." Lauren shifted, dis-entangling. "But I'll be there". She swung her legs over the side of the bed, taking the opportunity to glance between Emma's young thighs. "If they do anything.