Early fifties, portly, and with a thin goatee."Now turn around and put your hands on the roof of the vehicle. I have to search you for weapons."'Searc... me for weapons? Bullshit. This is turning into a bad porno. Never in my life did I think I would be praying to only be sodomized once in one night.'The officer gave him a brief pat-down, checking all of his pockets and even sweeping him with a metal detector. Nothing was found, but then the cop shined his light on the backpack in the passenger. He didn't care where he spilled his seed, but then, he hadn't managed to release it once since arriving in this god-forsaken prison. One could hardly judge him too harshly for his current pastime... after all, plotting and masturbating were his only potential joys left in "life," as it were. His shrill voice growled as he once again began to speak to himself."Those wretched brats! That's it... when I pull them all into my world of illusions and torture them, I will also get the perfect fap out. But, it is so big!"Now dried, I stand in front of Jayden and let her see John Thomas up close and personal. Eight-inch length, about four-inch girth, currently the hardest he has been since my first time with Charlize. I want Jayden."You can touch it, it won't bite."Jayden blushes, then slowly reaches and caresses John Thomas. Hell, it feels great! I want Jayden. I have to restrain myself, wanting everything to go off perfect. Jayden smiles at me and then gives John Thomas a little tug, leading. I hadn't brought my briefcase into the study. I dropped it and the bag from JC Penney's on the sofa in the living room before I went into the kitchen and found Holly.I sprang from the chair and ran to the living room but the briefcase wasn't there. The bag from Penney's was also missing. The panic I was feeling a couple of minutes earlier was back. Now I was sure the police had the briefcase. I started walking around the house with no real objective in mind when I saw it. My briefcase was.