’ I said. ‘Well, I do see the pattern here, guys. And it’s repeating itself here: they’re beginning to try to put Sharples in our Major Crimes...Division. My question is: why are you coming to me with this? You probably know that I have been trying like hell to fire Sharples, and the Union is right there opposing me. We also are behind the power curve on actual evidence, and the Union is pathetic in their fawning protection of that slug.’ ‘And you are not the first top-level Police Officer to say. "Well..." I laid on some of my signature lisp, "Looks like your all done here Toady."He looked down to see that he was now scrubbing a patch of clean floor. "Oh... Uh... Yes, see you later then..." Oh, I wouldn't count on it," I added flippantly as he stood."Huh?" I don't often associate with old schoolmates."'Big TT' looked disappointed. "Yeah... I understand..." Unless!" Just as he began to turn around. He rapidly jolted back to face me. "Unless... I'd like to see you after work. It won't. She was about the same height as Diane, but barely fourteen years old, thinner, and with smaller breasts. She was wearing a red plaid skirt and white blouse. She had that naughty schoolgirl look that makes a man want to teach a girl how to be really naughty.“Amanda, sorry to keep you waiting. I guess I need to have office hours, but I get so busy taking care of all the things my girls need.”“That’s why we are here. This is my daughter, Jayne. She’s just turned fourteen. Jayne has been living. Then I thought this can be another true story in my somewhat perverted life.Back when I was younger and not really up on anything sexual, even though it was the 1960s, the sexual revolution decade, I became aware of the daily, heck, sometimes even hourly, hard ons that I was getting for no apparent reason. I didn't really look at any of the men's magazines my father had hidden around the apartmant and my friends rarely talked about girls. But I did discover that upon obtaining a hard on, if I.