My company is called C. O. C. Catchy name isn’t it? It stands for Cutout Cops. I make life-sized, cardboard cops that look like the real thing. You ...ee, I use actual police officers as models, pay them a fee to photograph them and to use their image, and reprint their likeness on cardboard. I even make phony police cars. I take retired police cars, buy them for a song, and remove the engine and drive train, so that they are lighter and easier to roll. I repaint them to match the patrol cars of. We chatted about school and music and sports then Gemma got up to go as she heard her mum arrive home.“See you tomorrow Mr Carter.”“Err OK Gemma, see you.”Why would she be back tomorrow?I was still in the garden reading a book when I heard the side gate squeak and Judy’s voice, “You in the garden Matt?”“Yeah,”“Sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to apologise because I need to go down to my sister’s for a few days, so I won’t be able to clean for you tomorrow.”“That’s OK, the place is pretty. "It's all right to look," I assured him, turning slowly.He just stood there, gaping until I had finished my turn and was facing him again. "Wow!" he breathed. "You're naked!" Uh huh," I agreed. "And you're not." Uh, no," he admitted."But that's okay," I assured him. "You don't need to get naked, I don't mind." Oh. Okay." He kept staring, and I could see a bulge in his pants, so I was having some effect on him. "You're beautiful!" Thank you! Would you like to sit down? Can I get you a soda or. ”Jess reached over and slowly slid the rubber ring off my member, dropping it on the bed. Just the sensations of removing it were nearly enough to push me over the edge. I began dribbling pre-cum immediately. Jess just sat motionless and stared at my crotch without doing anything.“Haven’t you ever given a blow job before?” Heather asked.“No,” Jess said quietly.“Good God, girl. Just take him into your mouth and suck. He is so wired right now, it’ll be over almost immediately anyway. We can work.