We declined. Elizabeth offered to go after the thong, but Tuck stopped her, saying he would go. I watched until he was out the door before appealing t... Elizabeth."Let's tell him about the van. Maybe he'll be lenient if he knows we fucked four times last night," I whispered to Elizabeth."NO! We can't let him know about the van. That was before he gave you permission to fuck me. He would have grounds for divorce." What do you think he was doing with Ginger last night? I saw him give her money to. "And the rest of you! Your face! Your body! I can't believe it!" She was ashamed of having the picture of Susan that she'd been masturbating to, but she was struck again at how much better Susan looked in real life."Why, thank you. Sure, a big chest is nice, and I can see from the way you're staring that you don't disagree. But it's not the most important thing, not even close. Your personality, the kind of person you are on the inside, that's the most important thing." Susan really believed. Compared to some of my fellow officers who did things like shoot their collar and plant a gun on them, mine is actually pretty tame. Before I screwed up, I was on the fast track to Boston PD’s top echelon. I made lieutenant at thirty two, the minimum qualifying age. My record was clean and I had twice as many arrests as the next cop. I played by the rules and the DA’s conviction rate on my arrests was almost a hundred percent. Then I got stupid and started an affair with Mary. And I'd certainly never seen something like this before with that level of vision - bathing suits in the 1940s were a lot better padded. It was as if I could see every drop of moisture as it slid down between her perfectly shaped breasts. The thin, clinging top emphasized the outlines of her her perky nipples.“I'm sorry, I don't know how I got here,” I stammered.The blonde smiled saucily and stooped for a moment to pick up a towel, then kept coming towards me. She offered the towel to me with.