“It was a kid?”“Well, no, I guess not. Teenager. Probably 15, 16, something like that.”He nodded again. “Okay, go on.”I flinched and grima...ed as the nurse adjusted my arm in its sling. “Yeah, he starts yelling at Dee. That’s when I realized he was her kid.”The cop looked at his notes. “That would be Deirdre Clancy, wife of Detective Roger Clancy, your patient, correct?”“Uh, yeah. But ... Look, this wasn’t a regular thing. He wasn’t getting the job done anymore and she was out looking. It’s not. Where the hell have you been, I was horny all afternoon and you weren't here to fuck me. My husband will be home soon, and he just can't give me the satisfaction I need. No matter what time you read this get over here and make me cum. He'll be here, but don't let that stop you. After catching us with Milan last week, he knows you and I fuck the afternoons away. And I NEED a real orgasm so fucking bad, I just don't care.I showered, put on some good smell and thought about how I should handle. Dennis because it gave him fuel for his wildestfantasies.When Denise had the spaghetti simmering Angela told her that she'd laidout an outfit for her to wear for the evening. It was her French Maidsoutfit that she'd worn to the last Halloween party at the office. Andwent with the lingerie that Denise was already wearing.Angela left her alone to get ready, knowing that she was stressed enoughas it was.Her bottom was sore but the more she moved the less it hurt. At firstshe had begun crying when. I only live a couple blocks from here. How ‘bout we finish this at my house?” My stomach felt like a whole flock of butterflies had taken flight. I wasn’t sure which “this” he was referring to but I hoped it wasn’t the algebra. We quickly packed our stuff and left the school. As we walked towards the side street he made awkward small talk. We didn’t really know each other well and he was clearly fishing for something. Finally he just came out with it. “I never see you with any of the other.