Maybe if things were different they could have been more than friends, but that was wishful thinking. How could a woman with her talents ever consider...an aged cop. He never communicated his admiration, being too ashamed thinking she’d reject his advances. Turning from watching Thomas walk to her office door Halloran took control of the crime scene. “Okay boys let’s get the crime lab in here and get it cleaned up. Better hurry or the Judge’s guts are going to barbecue on the tree. Oh yeah! That. Ms. Rennick, on the other hand, was more endowed. Her top showed more cleavage than I’d seen in English -- an over the shoulder boulder holder, we’d call it -- but also left more to guesswork.They spread their towels side-by-side, Ms. Barton claiming one edge and Ms. Rennick, the opposite, me in the middle. It’s kind of neat, on our stomachs, shoulder to shoulder with your teachers. It was even neater when Ms. Barton pushed down her straps and reached across me to do Ms. Rennick’s. Ms. Rennick. I'm worried that she may be suffering brain damage." No, Puss. I doubt it because it doesn't sound as though he hit her about the part of her head with the brain in it. I think that the violence of this attack has traumatised her. That's all and that she'll get over it. Don't worry. I'm quite sure that Dr Surridge did a brain scan as well and that the neurologists will have looked at it by now."She looked at him gratefully."Did she tell you what started it all?"Sally nodded. "He came home the. Brian's eyes once again scanned his niece's body. The white panties Jen wore clung tightly to her pussy and ass. Jen kicked the dress aside and ran her fingers across her breasts.Both women saw the rising erection inside Brian's cock."Isn't she beautiful?" Brooke said."Gorgeous," Brian said. "Jen, I think you should return the favor."Jen knew exactly what he wanted. She turned around to face Brooke and undressed her down to her panties. Brooke had fuller breasts than the younger Jen, although.