I'm glad she insisted. I would have made an okay cop, I think... but I'm an excellent teacher. Plus... the older I got, the more I realized it wasn't ...eally being a cop that filled my fantasies. Daddy's funeral was what set it in stone, I think. He died in the line of duty, when I was seven, and I remember thinking at the time that every cop in the city must have been there, there were so many of them. Their uniforms were so beautiful and dark, with their shiny shoes and medals. I cried, and. When shed finished with the towel and set it aside, Ayla seized her chance. She whipped the door open and stole a long gaze at her naked mother, who had turned around in surprise, baring her entire sexy body for Aylas inspection. There was not a red mark in sight, just her freckled pink skin. What the hell, Ayla? Her mother yelled. Ayla quickly realized that shed come up with no good reason to barge into the bathroom like that and froze. Uh&hellip, I needed to go. Ayla pulled down her shorts. She explained how she watched as her son played the roleof the patient, the other boy having him lie on the bedin just his briefs as he sat beside him and proceeded topeel down her sons white cotton underwear to “examine”his young cock. She explained in detail to me how her sonquickly grew hard as the “Doctor” fondled his cock. Shetold of how she slid her hand down the top of herpantyhose and rubbed her pussy as she watched them. Shewas very confused, but she became so. I flashed, “Four down, four to go! I can’t wait to get my hands on Frank!”Dad flashed, “Charlie, as much as you might want to kill him, we gotta take Frank alive. The bastard has managed to not let me touch him and this whole thing is much more involved than any of us thought. We need a whole bunch of answers!”“Okay Dad, I hear you. I was just hoping to have a little FUN with him.”I felt Dad laughing. “I didn’t say you couldn’t have any FUN WITH HIM, Charlie, just make sure he can still TALK.