" "What?" "She said that she does this kind of stuff when she and her boyfriend get into a fight. I don't know whether she does it to piss him off or ...f she just wants to get hers... honestly I thought she was just trashy and I didn't want to get that close." She could feel me strain in her little hands and kissed me. "Try and get to the end of the story before you cum, okay baby?" "You keep talking and I'll do my best." I said. "So we get to the club. We'd already got our preclub drink on, so. Ask anyone."I tried to pick up the rescue board, failing miserably. I managed to get one end of it to waist height with knees wobbling and back bent awkwardly. He watched me with a smile. "And there's the exception that proves the rule," he laughed. "Let me carry it, Belinda. You can just walk in front and look hot without a board." I already knew he fancied me, but I still felt a little tingle every time he reminded me.We walked all the way to the south end of the beach so that we wouldn't. " Simpson said. "I can't believe Allen made much money with just a cut of the drugs sold." I said."I'm still interrogating her, you want to sit in?" he asked."Oh yeah, but we are short a man and I really need to be on patrol," I said."Haven't you heard you are not short a man. The have reassigned Butch to work with you. You and Butch have the county all to yourselves. Except for Michaels bossing you around." What happened to Letter?" I asked."God a better job. That's how he tells it anyway." He. He leant forward, pushing a hand under her top and cupping one of her breasts. Every part of her body ached for him. Her vision was clouding with desire, her breathing was erratic… He whispered in her ear. ‘You took your punishment very well, would you like a reward now?’ ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Yes, what?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ ‘Good girl. Turn around and kneel in front of me.’ The loss she felt as he stepped away from her was agony. She tried to hold back the tears, she wanted him so badly. Shivering she.