After removing the shoes he removed his woolen shawl and threw it on the floor. Then he started removing his clothes one by one. Son he was totally na...ed. I was scared stiff and darted for the door. He lunged at me and caught me in a firm grip before I could even reach the door. He pulled me so hard that I fell on the floor and before I could recover he landed a fierce kick in my groins. I was thrown against The opposite wall so fierce was his blow. I shouted in pain hoping that at least one of. I thought he was going to laugh but he just looked at me and said that it was ok and that it was nothingto be upset about which helped put me at ease. We finished our break and went back to work and I needed to go to the toilet so I went into the bath room and undid my jeans and let them drop a bit so I could get my cock out of my panties and I struggled to pee because my cock was so hard from all the stories Paul had told me so I thought if I played with myself a bit it would make it easier. "Did he make you cum?"I wasn't at all sure I wanted to be standing here listening to any more of this, but I was terrified they would hear me leave for one thing, and for another... I was shame-facedly aroused!"Almost, but I was too nervous. And though it felt good, I like the way I do it to myself better!"This time, I nearly did fall through the door."Trina!" Christy exclaimed once again, though this time she lowered her voice when saying it."What? Don't you ever masturbate?"Admittedly, I had. The Sheriff wasn't a bit pleased to have been trying to answer to two chiefs why one of his detectives was asking about a retired police detective who they seem to think hung the fucking moon. Then when I got back to my office, I got a call from some guy — Mark something or other — who was ready to get in his car and come down here, just in case Lieutenant Wilson might need some help."According to these people, Wilson is the greatest detective God ever made. Wilson did favors for a bunch of.