The semi sterile working conditions that you see on TV are nothing like we see on the job, and I swear as God is my witness, I’ve never said, ‘Jus... the facts ma’am.’ Bill and I were working the day watch out of the Rampart division. Ok, forget you ever heard that. It was a typical sunny day in LA, if you could have seen the sun that is. The smog was thick and there was an odd orange tint to the sky. After our usual breakfast of chilidogs and sushi, Bill and I hit the streets. He was telling me. I just wanted to be with my big brother. His name is Ethan. He is the captain of the foorball team and his girlfriend just so happens to be my best friend. But who cares? I only became friends with her so I could know what she was up to with my brother."Big brother, can you hold me?" I asked."Olivia, stop acting like a little girl. You're a big girl now. Handle it. I have a big game tomorrow." He said coldly.Fine I thought. I will get him later. I crawled under the covers with him and just. Michael wondered what she was thinking. He knew by her earlier attitude and words that she was extremely jealous. In one way he didnt care. He was the Dom here, she would just have to learn to deal with these things if this is what she wanted, but a part of him felt her pain and hated to have to be the cause of it. The knowledge that they would not be permanent helped ease his conscience. He would let Silk think that they would be around for a while during her training thought. It helped a. . aahh ... aaahhhnnnggghhh!"Janie was barely conscious of her girl friend's cries as she rode her own climax to the end. After many powerful convulsions had swept the length of her body, she relaxed, a pleasant glow radiating from between her legs. The hairbrush handle slid in and out of her ass as Melanie mindlessly rode her own orgasm to the end. Then Janie turned her head and gazed through fogged eyes at her friend.Melanie had her eyes closed, a look of sheer pleasure stamped on her pretty.