“Really? What do you do?” I asked digging for information. “I work at the funeral home down the road,” she answered. “That’s an interest...ng line of work. How did you get into that?” I asked her. And the conversation continued for another five or so minutes until the clerk returned. I looked at the other guy and he was wide eyed shaking his head and couldn’t believe how I had got her to talk to a total stranger. I overheard the clerk mention the issue with her car and how long it how take.. Her voice was also sexy to hear, and the way she used to call my name would give me an instant boner.She took me to her room and asked me to see her masturbate in real before we proceeded to anything else. Then she pulled me towards her and asked me to enjoy her body as much I liked.I wanted to slow and hug tightly before kissing her lips, her neck, and the sexy navel. Then I went down to her pussy after stretching her legs. I started licking her already wet pussy.Her pussy had a wonderful. A call of ‘Officer down!’ was guaranteed to get all the brass out. Both patrol lieutenants were there, followed by Captain Crowley and Chief Jefferson. Everybody asked if I was all right, but that was it. After a bit, a couple of detectives showed up. They were led over to the cruiser by Captain Crowley, who said, “Grim, this is Detective Barker and Detective Smith. They’ll be running the investigation.”“The investigation?” I asked.Smith was medium-sized, white, about five-eleven and about two. As Gill closed the door I turned around to look at her. She was certainly dressed for the occasion. I can clearly picture her now, my jaw just dropped as I gazed in amazement. Shiny black PVC stiletto boots running right up to mid thigh led to a short span of naked creamy white thigh capped by a short black mini skirt which didn’t hide much at all. Above this was what I now know to be a basque. At the time all I knew was it made her tits look huge. Her short black hair was pulled tight into a.