“You just couldn't help yourself, could you?” Jenny just replied with a wink.“Now that you have familiarized yourself with the weight of one gra..., how much would you say that piece of salmon weighed?” Jenny chewed for a few seconds before saying, “5.7 grams?”Adrian raised his eyebrows in surprise, not expecting her to come that close on her first try. “That's absolutely correct.”“But how did you know how much it weighed when you were...” she said, trailing off as she looked at the fork in his. I-…I’ll make of note of it now…Ma’am.’ ‘Good. If you’re worried about having something else onboard to smell up your office, I’d be happy to make the necessary arrangements, Lieutenant.’ She said his rank with an emphasis on each syllable, as if to remind him of his place. Brynn stared at the woman, anger curling in her stomach. ‘Stop.’ She said, losing the peace she had gained from her decision to find Idris. ‘Captain Idris and I – no, it’s none of your business, and you will refrain from. It was Saturday and I had driven four hours and was now standing at his door. He opened the door and we made eye contact. There was no greeting, no hesitation, but I didn’t care. He shut the door behind me, pressed me up against the wall and started making out with me. By the time we made it across the room he had stripped me to my bra and thong and was wearing only his boxers. He pushed me onto the couch and his hand pulled my panties to the side and found my pussy. I ached as his fingers. He was perched on the bar stool, back in his all black ensemble, legs out in a pair of shorts as per normal. He smiled as I came over and leaned against the bar, careful not to slip, aiming to maintain my dignity and grace. Being six foot myself and with a built in clumsy gene this was harder to achieve than expected. “You were amazing tonight,” I said with genuine sincerity. “Thank you,” he said into his pint glass, modest as always. My stomach was doing flips as my brain and other parts of.