"Marjory like the idea, but pointed out, "I don't know their names, so how can that be done?" Simple. Tell Derek he must give you their names and addr...sses, if he wants you to take him seriously." But will The Personalia take ME seriously? Would they do this, just for me?"Ruth patted her shoulder. "Marjory, this is not for you. It is for all of you. The idea is for you to discover if you like each other. That is all. Don't tell Derek what is happening; just get the data for us."Marjory got out. ” I looked at her sitting there. A touch of sadness had spread across her face. I’d shown up intent on seducing Sarah and other than her being a little older than I expected, nothing had changed. There was certainly nothing wrong with Sarah. Quite the opposite actually. There was no good reason not to continue. The hesitance I felt was my anger at being tricked into it. That was a matter for Walt and I to discuss. Sarah had nothing to do with it. “I’m not going anywhere Sarah. If you’re up for. McCormick. We’re moving him to a recovery room and you’ll be able to see him shortly.’ With that good news one of my fellow officers, Charlie Reynolds, came over and asked if I needed a ride home. I told him I would be ready to go in a few minutes. I wanted to say good-bye to Stan’s wife before leaving. After Charlie dropped me at my apartment I decided to call my father and tell him what happened. The phone rang and was picked up by dad. ‘Hi Pop. It’s me, Rick. I’ve have to tell you what. ”“Thank you, Sir,” she whispered in a husky voice.She looked up into his eyes briefly and shyly lowered her gaze again. “Sir? May I?”“It’s been a long boring night, my dear. I’m not sure I feel…”As his voice trailed off, he felt her fingertips slide up his pant leg and hover before more firmly fondling the tip of his cock. Her thumb rubbed over the head slowly as she hummed softly.“It would do me honor, Sir. And help you relax.” She began lightly pinching and pulling at his cock head through.