No one was there except her fiancée and his little brother, who was on the PC, playing video games. They "hung out" for a while, meaning they did not...ing, waiting for one or the other to make a move. Her fiancée started showing her his new phone, it had like 8 billion megapixels or something. After a few minutes he had her posing for him. She could sense he was getting more interested in her, and that made her excited. "Can you take that sweater off?" her fiancée asked. She did and posed for. Her B-cup breasts were adorable. I loved her small, pale nipples, which were noticeably hard at the moment. Yum."Not much there to speak of, hmm? That's a shame," I said, chuckling on the inside. "Still, it could be worse. Let's see the rest of you."Megan's face flushed vividly, spreading a little to the top of her chest. I liked that. She unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them quickly down around her ankles. When she stood up again I could see a drab pair of full, yellow hip-hugger cotton. I helped put away a good number of criminals, and that madethe filth I had to wade through worth it.It was hard to deal with the victims, women mostly, but some men, becausethey were often in no shape to help you catch the bad guys. But the onesthat really got to me, and most of the others who worked with me, werethe kids.Looking at pictures of kids, some incredibly young, with the thousand-mile stare of combat veterans is something you never quite get used to.But I found a way to leave my work. When I got back Jane had returned to her office to work and I got aboutreviewing her accounting and data systems. The phone actually rang quitesteadily and I had to spend the entire morning correct customers andsuppliers that I was not Ms Fielding's new secretary. I was the officemanager!By mid morning I had to go to the bathroom. I hadn't seen Jane for mostof the morning and didn't want to disturb her. The phones had stoppedringing for a bit so I dashed off. I was transfixed in the bathroom as.