Several Patrol officers moved out at once, like they were on a special assignment to go somewhere. I was curious, and when Senior Patrolman Briggsby c...me in, I asked, “What’s up? Where’s everybody going?”Briggsby was generally a rude prick, but he was all I had available for information. As a Senior Patrolman he wore the two stripes I associated with a corporal. “Some fucking nut job is on the roof of the Matucket Bank building waving a gun and threatening to jump or something.”“The Matucket. Then I stood, a bit unsteady, put one foot on his shoulder and drove my heel into his throat a time or two. That finished him.The fight might have lasted two or three minutes.The young officer stomped up to me again, furious. "You've killed him," he said. "This will never do." I squatted, put my back against the post and hoped they would ask no more of me that day. Purple appeared at the corner of my eye, and I pulled myself up while three men carted the big, black man's body away. My hands. If she wasn’t my didi I must have fucked her today. I was just following her till the time I was at her place. It was not the first time I’m seeing her in a gown, but today was different she was looking hot like a model in gown posing for the hot shoot.Meanwhile, I was checking out her body, she prepared the dinner, it was 10 so we had dinner.After finishing dinner was to leave but due to my nephew forced I was staying here for the night. It was a late night so we moved to our bedroom. My. Steve told me that when I did it with a boy, when I made love for the first time, I'd understand. I'd smiled at that, thinking he was probably right, and then I'd promised to tell him about it. Wherever it happened, whenever it happened, I'd tell him right after. Even on my honeymoon, I swore, making both of us laugh. I'd call him in the middle of the night if I had to, just because I loved him that much. He'd shared his first time with me, so I'd do the same with him.And now I was leaving in.