That wasn't what she planned to say, however she couldn't totally deny his statement either. "It's not that," she offered finally. "We were working on...a project together. Or at least were going to start working on a project together. This is going to sound really bad, but I feel like he took my future as a writer along with him, so in a way I've lost two things that are important to me."Seeing the sadness in her eyes, he enveloped her in another tight hug. "What was the project, if I may ask?". I then asked her to turn over, she left her bikini tops on the floor exposing her breasts. I then started to massage her shoulders, stretching forward from kneeling by her knees so at that angle my wrists would sometimes contact her nipples with the massage movement of my hands. Nothing was said about this so I assumed this was O.K. Beth was finding this enjoyable by the occasional moan. This made her nipples stick up and harden as well as put a bulge in my shorts. While tempted I did not. He could see the other officer in the stopping patrol car talking into his radio, most likely calling for medical.Taylor ignored the rest of the officers as they started securing the scene and approached the suspect. When he was within a few feet, he could see what the local had seen. The hole where an eye used to be, did suggest the suspect was down for good.“Don’t touch the body,” Whitaker said behind him.“I remember,” he said.On their first investigation together, she’d flipped out on him. This time it was Gene that moaned at the sensation of my nylon leg across him and the feeling of my silky bra against his face. I wondered if he could feel my hard cock in its silky cocoon pressed against his leg."You like that, baby?" I asked in that same soft voice I had used last time."Oh, yeah. It feels so good," he responded as his hand began to run the length of my legIt felt very good to feel his warm and smooth hand rubbing my nylon clad leg and I increased the speed of my hand on his.