“Corey, just go to my room and wait, I’ll fix everything.”“You can’t just fix me; I’m not your toy.”Camryn’s face was about to pop in ...ears. “Please Corey.” Corey obeyed leaving the room with her clothes in her hand.As the door shut Camryn scurried up to lock it. I followed crawling from under the bed. I was going to put my clothes on and leave. The lock clicked and Camryn pounced on me; I was almost all the way out.“I’m ready, we can do it now.”“What?”“We can have sex, right now.” She. She knocked and then to her own amazement, actually took off her trench coat so that she was standing outside in full view of anyone who happened to be in a position to look, nearly naked – worse than naked – in hose, garter belt, and high heeled shoes.After what seemed like an eternity the door opened.“Come in, slutpuppy.”She stepped across the threshold into the relative gloom of the motel room and heard the door close and lock behind her – there was also the rattle of the security chain. You never know what you will come across on theses lonely roads so late at night and early in the morning. This is the kind of stop all cops dream about though, she is young, maybe 18, but I won’t know for sure until I see here ID. And she is attractive; long, soft looking brown hair and smooth, youthful skin. Her dark brown eyes reflect in the beam of my flashlight. She will certainly be in my thoughts and fantasies when I get off shift later.The young lady in the car, held up her hand to. " Ah poor baby without your security blankie, you are just lost." I said with a smile."I think you are going to be fine. Yes, I need the camera between me and the world. It is who I am," he said.An hour or so later Jen came into the room. "Mike said you were awake." Yes I am awake, are you? You look like hell." She just smiled as an answer, "Geese you aren't screwing Martin, are you?" I asked."Well we both wanted to hang around to be sure you were going to pull out of your funk. Seemed a shame.