I asked the agent to lead me to the police station, said thanks, anddismissed him, there was nothing more he could do to help me at thatmoment. I ente...ed the station and found the chief policeman sitting inhis desk. His sight was very disturbing to me. He was very, veryhandsome. He had green eyes, black hair and a nice muscular body too.What disturbed me was that I was feeling aroused. It was very difficultto control myself, but finally I started to tell him my (fake) story. Hewas very. I pledged myself to meeting you on Sunday with my collar on, with the key's envelope still sealed shut.I knew myself, of course, and my own history of letting my fears stand between myself and my desires. As I dried myself off, I set my self on a plan of one step at a time. Sure, I was using this cliché to give in to a high, but it seemed appropriate somehow.And so, step one – a morning in the city. I wiggled into comfortable cotton panties and a basic bra, pulled on a long thin cowl-necked. I finally had to wrap my arms around his shoulders and press myself against him. He was really shy and inexperienced. It was like being with Mike all over again.We finally ended up playing a childish game of sending notes back and forth during classes. Silly but naughty things like "I'm thinking of you naked", or "what would you do to me if we were alone in the dark". Like I said, it was really childish, play-sex stuff. Until, without even planning on it, we went from naughty to nasty one. Some part of me wanted to appease the growing heat between my legs as badly as I wanted to please him. I wanted to grant him what he wanted. He had given me everything growing up, after all. So I tested something that Max told me once he liked. I slid my tongue slowly between my lips and ran it across daddy's. When he still didn't budge, I tried it again. Soon our mouths were slick with my own saliva and there was a heat between us like none I had felt before. I had to question how hard daddy.