“Yeah. If you hear anything about big money moving around Seattle—say maybe while you are attending private parties in a particular penthouse suit...—you’ll let me know, won’t you?”Damn.Jordan and I are friends, but I don’t want him mixing in my investigations. I daresay he would feel the same way.“I’ve been trying to get someone in there for months,” Jordan continued. “If there’s no conflict of interest with your client, I’d like to piggyback on your assignment.”“As far as the condo goes, I. Mike was a big man, and Donna had to admit to herself that seeing him in his uniform did make her a bit wet between the legs. Of course, Donna had to also admit to herself that a lot of things made her wet between her legs; she knew she was a horny little bitch. Nancy was very nice as well, smiling and happily accepting an invitation to lunch on Monday. The boys had been very polite when introduced as well.Donna was baking a pie to take over to them that night (how very June Cleaver, she. “Good morning baby.” daddy said as he kissed me on my cheek, his hand placed firmly on my ass.“Yes it sure is.” I said as I winked and flashed a sweet sexy smile. I knew that look in daddy’s eyes; food was the last thing on his mind. Our kitchen table had become a favorite place to make out. Sometimes if I was in the kitchen when daddy came thru the door tired and horny from a long day at work, there would be no waiting to go upstairs to our bedroom. Stripping off our clothes daddy would take. "Better show me how its done then," she giggles as she gets up from the floor and sits beside me on the bed crosslegged. I sit up too and face her in a crosslegged position, my pulsing red pussy being exposed. She looks at it again."You tasted so good," she comments."Let me see," I learn forward and kiss her, my tongue slipping in, tasting myself in her mouth. We stay kissing for several minutes. I feel her hands on my breasts, and I repay the favour by massaging her breasts. Her nipples are.